A quick walk around the pond

Ladder reflection

It is warm here in the Bogs today.  We had rain showers for a good part of the morning.  Then the sun came out, warmed things up, and it’s a little steamy out there now.  I was so warm on my walk around the pond that I was eyeing the swim platform, thinking a swim might be a real possibility except for one thing.  The nights have been cold enough to leave frost sprinkled about.  I’m guessing the pond water is still pretty cold.

Storm coming

The poor azaleas, which were lush with blossoms a few days ago, have withered because of the frost.  Our lilacs, which haven’t been doing well in the best of times, look like they’re dead or dying.

The only lilac blossoms I could find.

I don’t know why we have such a hard time growing lilacs and forsythia.  Everyone else around here has trouble keeping them tamed.  Ours just won’t grow.

Apple blossoms in the woods.

Red-winged blackbird

I do not know which to prefer —
The beauty of inflections
Or the beauty of innuendoes,
The blackbird whistling
Or just after.

~ Wallace Stevens, Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird, 1923

A robin in the meadow

It was a short walk today, and that means a short post.  Thank you so much for dropping by.  I hope the pace wasn’t too brisk for you.  It looks like the storms are going to hold off for a bit so we should have enough time to take the pedal boat out for a few spins around the pond.

The tree that hangs over the back of the pond is just beginning to flower.  Pedal the boat just underneath the low hanging branches.  You’ll feel as if you’ve entered a magical world as the scent of the flowers wraps around you and the sunlight streams through breaks in the foliage.

Be sure to duck as you go under. (Tree branches with reflection on the water.)

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