this week we went to a office park that houses the company my husband works at. the landscaping was truly amazing. I fangirled. considered moving closer so I could visit the grounds. you know how the minds is?
then, the full moon came and the days leading up to it was full of little tired little girls and tired little parents. and ants and slugs. and rain and blazing hot sun.
however, the flowers still gropped my heart like a secret lover. I would look at them on the phone and edit the photos in different apps.
I considered all sorts of things for this week’s post but my brain only cares about plants. today I went for a walk and saw wild sumac. I haven’t seen wild sumac in years. I also saw lots of wild carrots, st John worts, raspberry, honeysuckle and mimosa (not yet blooming). I only had my eye to record the plants and somehow that felt enough. just witnessing the bounty.
I have lived here for years. this year has been the most abundant year in terms of nature. it’s like the earth has opened her very soul and poured her love upon the ground. a feast for the senses. I have felt blessed to witness and experience such outrageous abundance.
the thunder is rolling in the distance.
today I looked at a few vistas to paint. should I want to paint outside. there was this lovely cottony cloud nestled on a hill between a few houses that called me. then I had to put the beans on and make lunch and promptly forgot about it until now.
this morning I also looked at my squash plant which I had moved and finally fertilized. it looked like it was regenerating…which is enough for me to forgive all the slugs that may have come in when I carried it through the house.
my son knows how to tell the male and female squash flowers. I confess they all look the same to me. however, I can stare at a field of clover for hours and tell you not a one will be alike. it’s truly amazing. so, that just means that I haven’t stared at squash flowers long enough to want to move closer and witness their abundance.
maybe, after this rain passes through …I will take my camera (or just my eyes) out and finally give the squash blossoms the fan club, they deserve.