Living out in the woods (not quite, but bear with me), we’re pretty close to nature. Lots of bugs during the summer, but also lots of fresh air— nice and “inviting” for a walk… when it’s not too hot.
Today, it only entered 60s Fahrenheit. …I don’t want summer, yet.
Entering late spring, the leaves have gotten large.
Even the leaves on the “porch plant” are full. Continue reading Verdant in May
Between sunny days and rainy days.
It has gotten pretty green out there. Compare to nearly two weeks ago:
It also got a bit purple in the sky.
So let’s start from the turn of May, and observe the progression from there. Continue reading Spring update
So I was asked to do a post on the life or progress of the pink roses in the living room. And as you can see, it has developed quite a bit. There are three new blooms, and a fourth bulb on the right (out of frame) that may bloom as well.
But let’s start at the beginning. This is the earliest photograph I have of the roses. If you’re not familiar with our plant, they were a Valentine’s gift from my aunt to my mother last year. The delivery person apparently left it in the snow— a snowbank, perhaps; our neighbor to the north saw it, and brought it to our house with a note. Luckily it survived. Upon becoming part of the home, it’s been watered daily. Continue reading A rose is a rose
Saturday marked the first day of spring where zero snow could be found on the property of our house. Little bits lingered in the driveway for a while… and then— poof— it was gone.
That isn’t to say none remains in other places around these parts.
So I ventured down the nearby trail to survey the current conditions of the season. (And to get better photos than last time’s journey down the trail.) The animals are out, and nothing made that more clear than a massive ruffling of leaves ahead to my right at one point… or more unclear as I couldn’t find any cause of the disturbance.
Down the southward path of the intersection, I presume (the longer, denser end), I saw a chipmunk to my left and a squirrel to my right… both of them scared of my presence, of course.
Continue reading Lost in the woods
The spring season is visibly underway… save today’s snow. The greens are rising, and the flies are out. …And so are the ants. It’s ant season. I’ll spare you photos of those little bastards.
Not only are we seeing sprouts but plants in early stages.
And new grass.
The tulips just outside the USM Portland library entrance are coming along nicely. The cigarette butts littered around the bench are the opposite of nice. (Read: No Smoking!)
So the country has switched over to Daylight Saving Time (save Arizona), and spring season is here… in name, anyway; it’s Maine. The clouds parted on Saturday, and it’s been blue ever since, until this afternoon. The geese have appeared here or there; but they may have figured it’s still too cold to migrate back yet.
There have been some fierce, pushing-your-car-door-closed winds, and branches have fallen. But the sunlight has been noticeably strong.
The living room plant sure sees spring. Continue reading Spring ahead
Sigh.
Well, we got about 11″ inches of snow last week, with some negligible flurries after Thursday.
As for the next coming days, we’re in the region, forecast-wise, expected to get 1 to 1.5 feet of new snow this week.
Yes, feet. Continue reading About to get it again
Heading into late winter, some sprouts and buds have been popping up in Maine.
…All of which are now, I’m sure, under a coating of snow.
And I’m sure it’s worse in other parts of the northeast. “Thundersnow” — a combination of a thunderstorm and a blizzard. Reportedly, there are of tens of thousands without power for a week, in winter (cold) weather. (But I can’t imagine it being nearly as bad as what Puerto Rico continues to go through.) …But here?
“Meh.”
From where we left off, the snow and ice were vanishing and for the day the clouds were parting.
The trees were free from ice coating their branches.
And then…
Ice, snow and fog. You’ve kind of seen it all before.
However, it’s not often that ice covers everything.
And the trees dip, and branch fragments fall.
And dead leaves are sandwiched in between it all.
And Christmas seasonal lighting colors the fog.
