The miniature bridal wreaths are just starting to open and that picture is not in focus but it's the best I got today. You can see why it's called a bridal wreath spirea. It would make a perfect flower arrangement for a fairy bride, I think.
I had another full day today. Had to go to town early for something I needed to do that it is not mine to discuss but it seemed to be a step forward in a process that is ongoing. Which is good.
I did my weekly shopping and got that out of the way while I was in town. I saw Brenda at the Costco and I should have taken her picture. Her mermaid eyes were especially fantastic today. And when I went to Publix, Lily was working and she got to walk me out to the car with my groceries and we stole a chat. And some hugs.
And now I'm sort of exhausted. When I got up this morning, it was thirty-nine degrees and by noon it was eighty and I was taking off all the clothes I could and still be decent. Coat, sweater, and then...the socks. This weather is crazy. But it sure is beautiful.
I went out to the garden a little while ago to pick some kale and spinach, both of which are just going gung-ho, and it was the Golden Hour and the sun's poured-honey-slanting through the trees and the plants in the garden was a balm to my heart.
Can you see the bee?
This is the arugula's bolting flower. I saw a big ol' fat bumblebee, having her way with all those blossoms. I wonder why the term "gone to seed" is a derogatory one when it's actually so pretty.
This is an oak tree on our property behind the church. It is not one of our oldest oaks, but it is venerable enough to be gnarled and beautiful.
The branches look like some form of ancient writing to me.
I do not take them lightly.