gone now. covers over my head. hibernate.
about 6 days of noticing, and only a few days of actual observation, and complex seed patterns emerge. but there, top-left, do we see the beginning of new leaf patterns within seed pods? what madness is this?
on March 26, I thought it was going to be a flower. it seems to be becoming something else.
is this the signal that it’s all beginning?
it will change over the summer. i hope to show how.
we have many, many bridges here in Portland. in time, they become part of the naturescape.
the end of January, and already looking forward to the rest-times, and the lemonade. or beer.
brown leaves fly, smearing, as the roses tell their story.
what happens when you let the monsters out for the night.
after an early fall shower.
a red lucifer flower plant in fall.
The Compleat Angler, by Izaak Walton from around 1630 or so, is a book celebrating the values found in fishing. Here, we try gardening, recognizing that it is never finished.
they’re all leaves, but some so much more striking than flowers.