Around here, it is not unusual to see ATVs rolling by at the beach. The expanse of shoreline and lack of crowds make it possible to travel the shoreline this way. For a moment, the quiet of the beach might be interrupted by the passing of a driver; however, it is a moment only and I have yet to witness anything less than respect in this activity.
Wet sand lends itself to changes in texture. These tire tracks are probably gone now, washed away by the tide. If I hadn’t been paying attention, I might have missed the intricate pattern created by this brief moment.
The first “flowers” of spring: dandelions.
They pop up along foundations, between crevices in sidewalks, bordering curbs. They are the first splashes of colour, and then they, too, disappear. Seemingly overnight, they change into fluffs of white, pompoms dotting the fields. A breeze picks up the pollen and sends it on to new destinations.
Change is inevitable.
*Please bare with me while I catch up on many missed blog posts over the next little while. 🙂 Summer vacation is here, and with it, more time to write, photograph, and create.
Forsythia and Other Garden Discoveries
Until very recently, I had no idea what grew in my garden.
We moved here in the fall, when I was starting a new teaching position and spent all my spare time unpacking and planning. There was no time to explore the yard, and soon the plants were buried in snow.
Spring came late this year. Now, though, I can enjoy the bursts of colour coming up. Crimson tulips, pink rhododendron, and bright yellow forsythia. Soon, I will have blossoms on the apple tree and hydrangea. I’m almost certain one plant is an astilbe; another I think is a dahlia.
Nature provides much beauty, but in spring it’s the flowers I enjoy the most.
While standing in my kitchen, I first noticed the tiny new growth on this money tree. With the light above the plant and the darkness of the living room as a backdrop, it made for some beautiful contrast. I grabbed my camera and captured a few shots while supper cooked.
There was an enormous dragonfly flitting around near the lake and I happened to have my camera with me. It would not, however, cooperate. I sat and waited for a good ten minutes, watching it zip past me over and over again, my camera held ready.
It never did stop.
But this one did. A pretty little red dragonfly rested on the rock near my feet, so I captured this one instead. Patience paid off in the end.
With signs of spring finally appearing, I’ve been spending a lot of time outside with my camera. The warm sun and occasional rainy day are doing wonders for the yard.
The scenery is softening with the growth of new leaves.
It is a beautiful thing.