asakiyume: (feathers on the line)
First, let me tell you what the parking lot at the supermarket was like, around 5:45 pm, on my way home. There was a smell of cinnamon, maybe from someone's discarded gum, and the sun was at the edge of a tide of rain-colored clouds, and there were goldfinches somewhere nearby--you couldn't see them, but you could hear them.

Now let me show you what the sky was like closer to home, about an hour later.

DSCN6500
asakiyume: (glowing grass)






Sounds like a line in a country song, but in fact it's a literal thing: here is indomitable Rosa multiflora, the rambling rose, coming up through the boardwalk over the marsh by our house.



Also coming up through and around the boardwalk are some boardwalk Virginia creeper, some boardwalk poison ivy, some boardwalk oriental bittersweet, some boardwalk Japanese knotweed, and some boardwalk brome grass.

Many thanks to Wakanomori for the photo of the boardwalk briar rose!
asakiyume: (shaft of light)
Things hanging from a line: it could be grape vines encumbering utility lines...

grape vines on the utility wires

... or, this morning, it could be laundry. I like my new line-lifting pole (a fallen tree bough), it's like a mast.

laundry

Yesterday, our neighbor across the street was celebrating her daughter's college graduation. THIS GIANT RED BIG-RIG CAB was bringing all the boys to the yard. Literally.

Big red truck calls the boys to the yard

Out back that same evening, ferns were green flames in the deep shade. I love ferns; they were my wings in childhood.

Fern-green flame

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