First and foremost, I do not consider myself a blogger. I do consider myself a vacant parking spot waiting on a tractor or a team of horses. Preferably a team of horses.
The native grasses are so much more elegant than the ones that were brought here. That's what comes when you are from your place. This is the river oats which is ripe with seed just now.
I always look forward to the yucca by the back corner of the house to go into peak bloom. The color of the blooms against the mint green lap siding is beautiful. It's peak bloom right now. Thursday, June 9th.
I've been taking pictures of this pecan tree at Bernheim for years now. This isn't even one fifth of the pictures I have of this one tree. Following one living thing over a long period of time is eye opening in many ways. I recommend it for multiple reasons. Here's just one: You perceive time differently. Here's another: You begin to notice background. And here's a third: you realize that light changes as much as leaf color.
All found in the mulch under one Chinese chestnut tree on May 6th. Can you imagine the interconnection of mycellium running around beneath the surface. We give little credit to these things but I am convinced we work for them somehow. Not the other way around.
A heavy load of ice on January 29th has this birch still bent on May 7th. Likely a storm it will never recover from. The character of a tree is shaped by moments in time. That is surely true for us as well. But character is what defines us.