Summer in May

The mere thought of walking outdoors on a brilliant golden-blue day causes fire-works of delight to go off in most people’s psyche.  It gives one an instant feeling of happiness and that is meditation!  We are not only in touch, at that moment, with the physical splendour of nature, but also with the beauty of merging our own spiritual nature with it.

~ Karen Zebroff

No haze added.

It is warm, humid, and hazy here in the Bogs today.  More like August than May.  The weather forecast for today is “mixed clouds and sun with scattered thunderstorms.”  (Thank you, weather.com.)  It feels as though it might storm.  The air has an unstable quality to it, as if it’s ready to burst into millions of rain particles.  I added a haziness to the lead photo for this post to more accurately reflect what it looks and feels like outside.

Recent rains and warmth have turned everything so green and lush.  The meadows are filled with dandelions gone to seed, their little white puffy heads looking star-like against the background of the green, green grass.  A galaxy of globular seed heads glowing brightly in a sky of green.

All kinds of wildflowers are popping up.  Part of the woods is carpeted with newly sprouted jewelweed plants.  I found some white flowers in the woods that I’ve never seen before.  I’d show them to you, but the photos didn’t come out well.  White is not easy to photograph in the middle of a sunny day.

The black & white version.

I’ve been on the move for most of the day, and almost have my 5 miles in.  Wearing the pedometer is a good motivator.  I like watching the numbers go up.

The Green Man has been in the woods.

Well, I’ve got nothing new or exciting to chat about today.  Thanks for dropping by.  It’s a good day to sit on the deck, listen to the frogs (who seem unusually boisterous today), and sip on a cold drink.  Our local produce market had limes on sale, so I picked up more than a few while shopping this morning.  Perhaps some margaritas would be good.  I’m told my margaritas are tasty.  (I’ll probably have mine without the alcohol — which I guess makes it a limeade — because I sleep better if I don’t indulge, and I need a good night’s sleep tonight.)

Oh, and since I mentioned the frogs…

This big guy actually posed for me.  I usually can’t capture a frog from land (they hop in the water as soon as they see me approaching), but he didn’t seem to mind me taking a few photos of him.  Isn’t he handsome?

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