i wake early to put myself together for a 12 hour day at Greenwood. The faintest of light is shining out of the east and hearing our resident catbirds burbling their dawn song a smile sprouts.
i open the window yes it is still moist from the rain and cooler summer cooler. It does feel as though i could reach out squeeze my hand and ring water from the air. Even so it feels different. All that cruel heat has been banished blown and washed away.
It's going to be a good day.
At Greenwood the intense 3 days of heat pushed the magnolia blossoms along
This one is folding up shop
but still has much to offer all those insects flying, hovering, crawling all over
several other buds are just opening
so, so beautiful those glistening, hanky-sized petals however i'm oh so very glad i met them on a cool summer day when their perfume so sweet so cloying merely made me dizzy. in all that heat it must have been... excuse me i must stop there it makes me whoozie just contemplating such an assault.
No doubt about it Magnolia grandiflora is one grand Southern Belle.
Even tho my head and heart have been delightfully occupied with sorting photographs from the island i am also frequently mesmerized and in the garden. There is so much i want to show you. i shall endeavor to catch up over the next few days.
It shouldn't but it definitely does surprise me to discover just how many times i've photograph purple coneflowers.
Last evening following the nerve jangling drama of crackling, thundering clouds and pouring rain it was so ... so...delicious outside, in the still moist, but much cooler air.
The sky was finally blue again and i could stop take long, deep breaths and spend my time.
i simply could not resist this green
or this crew cut
this little exclamation of joy
and a shiny fly who seemed to be taking a breather and not at all concerned with me
little fireworks had erupted overnight in all that heat
and sneaky weeds had taken advantage
while some glow
others will take another night to stretch and thank the sky
i put on my water socks and shoes (yes, i know, socks in sandals...but given that i cannot take more than a few steps barefoot i am required to wear shoes almost always and i don't like the feeling of sand caught between straps and skin. Besides it's a terrific excuse for more fun socks!)
and i headed down to the natural harbor because the ocean was still tossing up rather big waves.
i was looking around for bits of sticks, feathers or other Pooh Stick stuff as inspired by Lenny when i saw this and many more like it
(as you can see, i gave in to temptation at least long enough to give you a good look at these rad socks)
Nantucket is famous for its scalloping and then the thought came to me: the island Daffodil Festival was just a few days off.
So i went back to the cottage collected some daffs and came back to sail my little Not-Pooh stick ships
Still photos can't show them actually sailing so i switched to video mode (note to self: in future, check white balance setting)
i'm sure you noticed in this brief little bit that the shell and sun were creating fascinating shadows onto the sand so i decided to see what an empty shell and sun would do
And as almost always happens when fooling about in tiny boats the daffodils took several dunkings and when it was time to head back for lunch it seemed best to let the breeze and water take them
Louis, the chief gardener at Greenwood (otherwise known as the Director of Horticulture) will be leading a workshop where he will help folks plant an "early spring bulb bowl" and this little sweetie is just one of the bulbs that jumped the gun in all that warm winter weather we've experienced. So he popped it into one of the teeny tiny terracotta potlets that he uses for propagating minute things and set it on the potting shed window sill.\ Because we all end up there several times a day.
i had plucked the viola that bloomed in the potted plants' indoor winter quarters and brought it to the dining room so i could sit at the table where the soft light would illuminate all her fine features. As i readied the camera for a second exposure Lucy suddenly leaped onto the table
intent on checking out the source of such pleasantly sweet aroma
This is certainly not acceptable behavior in this household! i shoo her away get ready, again, to snap when, without a sound she reappears intent on tasting the sweet little thing
i snatch it away but not before her sharp little teeth snatch a bite
Obviously i am a forceful disciplinarian when it comes to cats on the table ahem... and i do admit it this capture of Lucy's cross eyed concentration did make me laugh