Last night I went out in the rain. Silver maple seeds are falling.
After the rain was mostly over, I went to the woods.
This one oak tree branch ended in a symphony of intricate bends. In a lush green.
We may not have a show of blooms in this part of the world just yet, but there is plenty of colour, and there are even some exotic specimens.
The Red Osier Dogwood branches have always been one of my favourites.
There is bright colour and loveliness if you know where to look…
I knew she was nesting somewhere nearby. I saw her one midnight as a patch of paleness perched high in a tree behind our house, when I looked out my window. Today as I walked across our yard she swooped by me. I sat in a lawn chair for half an hour, and finally she returned.
After posing high up in a poplar for a few minutes, she flew by me again. I remember wondering at the stick she held in her claws. It was only as I looked at the photos on my computer tonight that I realized that was no stick she flew over my head with…
I have Ophidiophobia. Snake phobia. I sit here at my computer and shudder, and want to lift my feet off the floor, every time I look at these photos or think of how she flew over me with that!