An old friend came to visit for the day. Since she’s moving to Wisconsin in a couple or three months, we have a limited number of playdates. On this one, we went for a stroll and got caught up on life, the universe, and everything.
An advantage of spending time with other people is that you realize that your own perspective is just that: your own wee little world view – not the only game in town. Would I have thought to take this shot if it hadn’t been for Kristin? Nope.
You know me. Give me the close-ups.
This opening-up-of-the-magnolia-bud is new since yesterday.
You can’t turn your back for a minute around here – everything’s popping open.
Like the wild ginger (Asarum canadense). Yes, that’s a flower. It looks more like a tiny insectivorous monster (“Seymour…feed me…”), but I’m not sure that it is. I think it’s just…a funny looking flower.
More ginger. Boatloads of these this year.
Oh hey, we apparently have a forsythia bush halfway in the woods. Who knew?
I know, I’m obsessed with the gray birch (Betula populifolia) buds with their little headdresses – well today is the first day that it looks like there’s more coming out of that bud. I think those are leaves on either side…?
The blue cohosh (Caulophyllum thalictroides) from yesterday – some of the flowers are opening up – this was the one non-blurry shot I got.
But even the blurry ones are kinda cool.
Eventually, Kristin and I got as far as the cemetery a quarter mile away. I got obsessed with a massive tree trunk in the middle of the cemetery:
Like Devil’s Tower, Wyoming, in profile.
And then I got obsessed with chisel marks on the backs of ancient marble headstones:
In other news, this happened today. Strawberry rhubarb pie. Think I’m gonna go see how it turned out.
Oh, about the sparrowcide?
Sigh. Time to bell the cat.
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