Yesterday's rain and wind have bent the old-fashioned lilacs, but they perfume the air. The wild hawthorn looks spectacular this year. The apples bore heavily last year and the winter and late frosts have stressed them, so I didn't seen any blossoms this year. Yet the bees are feasting on the hawthorn's flowers. Wild strawberries grow robustly (along with a few weeds, in the foreground of this photo).
Wednesday, June 5, 2019
Friday, May 31, 2019
Petroglyphs
Yesterday we took a day trip to near Comfrey, Minnesota, to view the petroglyphs. Currently the Minnesota Historical Society site is named Jeffers Petroglyphs, though there is some discussion about changing the name to better reflect the people who created it thousands of years ago. This image is of a Thunderbird. I learned about the history of the sacred site, and I'm impressed by the management of the prairie.
On May 29, I took a walk in the woods. The yellow violets are blooming, and I found a patch of wild strawberries, unusual in the dense woods, in one small sunny spot. The mosquitoes are hatching as I swatted one (just one!) while taking photos. I'm thankful for their delayed arrival this year.
Tuesday, May 14, 2019
Spring has sprung!
After the awfulness (and awe-fullness) of the late snow, spring flowers are blooming, and the spring frogs are singing. (I've been experimenting with using the cell phone for photos...so far I like my Canon G12 better, but the phone is easier.)
Thursday, May 9, 2019
Snow in May
Tuesday, April 30, 2019
First Flowers
Thursday, April 11, 2019
Blizzard!
The trees weave like drunken sports fans. The wind blows the snow sideways. Is it snow? It's also rain, sleet, hail, and tiny pellets of icy precipitation. The thunder rumbles. No travel is advised. Ah yes, April in Minnesota. I remember fondly the warm temps (81F one day!) and blooming trees and tulips from last weekend's visit to St. Louis.
Sunday, March 10, 2019
Frustrating yet beautiful
This brutal Minnesota winter has tried the very best of us with its record-breaking cold and snow. I fear it has affected both my physical and mental health because I haven't been able to get my soul-refreshing outdoor walks due to the cold and ice. Yet even as we're clearing out the nine inches of snow from last night, I'm reminded how lung-achingly magnificent it is.
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