One of the neighbors won the town’s garden of the month award for June. He does have a lovely garden in the front yard. I imagine it was especially satisfying because the guy next door to him, someone he’s been in something of a rivalry with for twenty years, won this particular award years ago….
Water patterns reflect on the tree trunks, illuminating the bark and lichen in a dance of morning light. The wave patterns slowly fade as my bathing suit air dries in the early warmth. Birds and chipmunks fill the air with a soundtrack of their greatest hits. It’s going to be a scorcher today, they seemed…
This is the big weekend on the Cape, with the Falmouth Road Race pulling in thousands of runners. It’s big in Pocasset too this weekend, bursting at the seams. The house was full of dogs this morning. And people. But the dogs steal the show as usual. Beach work and gardening to earn a swim….
This morning our backyard is filled with bluebird song. There are 3 to 5 of them up in the trees, flying about and announcing to the world that this is an extraordinary morning. Other birds – cardinals, robins and the like, are playing the rhythm section in the background. Lead guitar is firmly with the…
There are places in the world experiencing severe drought. This is not one of those places. New Hampshire is one of many states experiencing significant rainfall. The rain seems to be with us day after day after soggy day. I don’t mind the rain at all, but I like a little balance with my weather….
Gardening is 80% maintenance and 20% appreciation for what you’ve accomplished. That ratio is likely way off the mark. It could be closer to 99% maintenance. This morning I was weeding the garden in dress clothes, using the time before I went to a birthday party to weed one of the beds. Such is the…
A garden is a complete sensory experience, and any gardener will tell you that the smells of the garden are as memorable as the sights. Monarda smells like tea leaves (because they are), tomatoes and marigolds announce the return of summer with a sniff of their leaves and stems. Basil, mint, rosemary and other herbs…
Filling the Void Looking out into the woods behind my house you might see a thick stand of trees, deep green leaves, and dappled sunlight. I see the void. That dappled sunlight shines through a clearing made when a massive oak tree snapped in two during a storm earlier this year. The morning after it…