As usual, I am posting my calendar page on the first day of the month. Happy May!
“At last
came the golden month of the wild folk — honey-sweet May, when the birds come
back, and the flowers come out, and the air is full of the sunrise scents and
songs of the dawning year.”
— Samuel Scoville Jr.
I saw this photo online and was astonished. I thought it was not a real plant.
So I started researching it, and it IS a real plant. It is called Prairie Smoke
Prairie Smoke, also known as Geum triflorum, is a unique plant species that can be found in our prairies and grasslands.
Each stem bears three nodding,
bell-shaped reddish-pink flowers which later transform into feathery, upright
seed plumes that create a “smoky” effect.
Once the
flowers have faded, the plant produces unique seed heads that are captivating. The seed
heads resemble feathery plumes and are often used in dried flower arrangements.
“A flower
that blooms into a whisper. Where petals turn to pink mist.”
There have not been many Weeping Cherry trees around this year. But here are a few of the prettiest ones.
“Its
branches bow not from sorrow, but from the weight of too much beauty.
The weeping
cherry teaches the art of blooming even while bending.”
We have been in a drought, but got some rain over the weekend. Looking out the window, I saw a tiny rabbit who sought shelter under our small bush. The sweetest scene!
· “Bunnies bring a sense of calm with
their gentle presence and curious charm.”
– Robert
Frost
· “Bunnies teach us that there’s no need
for loudness; even the quietest of souls can leave a mark.”
– Henry
Wadsworth Longfellow
Can you see the heat radiating from the top of the sun?
“Sunset: the day’s final spell.”
Do you recognize my title? It is the first line of the Addams Family theme song. Did any of you ever watch it? It has gotten popular again, with an emphasis on Wednesday (the daughter). There is even Wednesday cereal now.
Anyway, Jazz was in The Addams Family school play last weekend. Of course we were in the front row.
Here is Morticia
Reading a book to Pugsley
Wednesday and her boyfriend
Uncle Fester with some of the cast
And of course, our Jazz
I barely recognized her in all this makeup. She posed for us in her costume after the play. Gosh, she looks 30 years old!
But here she is after changing on the way home. This is more like it!
“Don’t torture yourself, Gomez—that’s my job.”
Our grocery store has a lovely bunch of spring flowers for sale. Here are just a few.
This color was deep and unusual.
These looked like some kind of preserved flowers in globes.
To fully absorb the sun's power, flowers must be open and
vulnerable.
As usual, I am posting my calendar page on the first day of the month. Happy May! “At last came the golden month of the wild folk — honey-s...
