Musings

Flowers!

The lilacs are opening! The lilacs are opening!

The orchard has blooming clouds of apple blossoms!

The earlier photos show the strange overcast sky–partly due to smoke that blew in from Manitoba. It also rained for a few minutes, and the drops pasted apple petals to the rhubarb.

These are, I assume, survivors from my great-grandmother’s garden. They’re called Narcissus poeticus or poet’s daffodil, and are considered the first daffodil mentioned, way back in early Greek records. I did not know this until I burrowed into internet info.

By mid-afternoon, the Canadian smoke had abated and the sun came out. Hopefully, we won’t have smoke tomorrow….

BTW, here’s the lupin duo I’ve been tracking. As you can see, their brethern are also showing color, although most of the lupin in the orchard still have small or tiny flower-spikes.

We found the light

We drove in rain a ways, then just on wet roads, but we only had heavy overcast when we crossed the bridge. Note in the lower left, just over the railing—blue skies!

And even sunshine at the cottage! (…although now there’s a light overcast again…and a low of 41°F predicted overnight—yowzah!) BTW, my weather-and-more app indicates we have a day length of something like 70 minutes longer than we did where we were yesterday morning. Sure enough: it’s plenty light out even now, as I post.

The lake level is pretty high, at least according to my memory, which goes back to the 60s, heh-heh. We have been notified of a meeting early in June about agreeing on target lake levels winter and summer…wonder how contentious it’ll be….

Ah, memories

I feel like Atlanta has slammed into summer, with robust heat and humidity mantling the city and slowing me down. This photo reminds me of the cool of the beach at Provincetown, on Cape Cod, two weeks ago.

Look up (v.78)

We saw this sign when we were up north a few days back, and I just had to include it here. Danger lurks above in northern winters, ya’know.

Leaving New England

We departed our VT sanctuary well fortified with coffee. This involved braving a steady rain. But not for too terribly long.

Soon, however, we basked in open skies, almost sunshine…and did (more or less) for the rest of the day. [If I had to name this photo, it’d be something about rest area (temporary) cones contrasting with everyday functions like picnic tables. I think.]

At a later rest area, irii (my plural of iris) exhibited in multiple colors. Here’s a medium purple one with yellow highlights, oh so lovely.

Wet and green

The rain continued all night and into the morning, then stopped, then restarted for part of the afternoon. Yeesh. During that time, it seems like the trees did a huge amount of leafing out (this was when it was still raining and the fresh, new leaves were limp with precipitation weighting them down).

Colorful Sunday

Lovely morning.

Rainy afternoon (this was at 1:41pm).

Still dripping and drippy, but not terribly windy.

Illusions and facts

When I look down from my bedroom in the dark hours, this azalea looks like a snow bank.

Speaking of weather, we may hit 90°F by the end of the work-week, but next week is predicted to have days that don’t reach 60°F. Yikes.

Gravity’s art

A windy, rainy storm came through, and the trees dropped a mini-forest of green bits.

Yawn

I stayed awake until 3:30am, when this last storm-blotch moved on. We were lucky. We had wind and rain, but no tornado and no power outage.