It ought to be comforting listening to the purr of my cat curled in-between upper arm and body, snagging his claws as he kneads his little tootsies into the fold of my sturdy wool blanket; but as I lie in bed counting past sheep number one thousand two hundred fifty one, it isn’t. He seems content, whereas I am lost, drowning in a sea of emotional invalidation from someone who denies what they say invalidates my feelings. This is destined to plague me until hell freezes over, so on with the loveliness of living.
Instead of a quiet walk through my mushy, waterlogged garden in the aftermath of a hellacious thunderstorm that woke me up with the sun; I’m halted in my tracks by this gorgeous iridescent midnight purple iris, while my inner self has already conjured up five paragraphs of thoughts on the subject to publish. Where’s that shut off valve?
After a bowl of Amy’s Southwestern Vegetable soup to make me feel healthy, I’m polishing off my lunch with a crispy tortilla covered in melty cheese, a square of Ghirardelli intense dark chocolate, and a mug of hot Irish Breakfast tea. The screen door is in place, as usual, as robin’s loud song plays with the humidity that fills the space around me while the dehumidifier busily hums its own song in the far away background.
A beautiful day to breath in all that fresh air, as a darkness gently begins to lay hold of the land as layers upon layers of clouds begin to snake their way in over the horizon to summon the early warning that another thunderstorm is on its way in… curtesy of an invitingly warm day.
A boom of thunder hurries me along doing bird feeder and bath duties, then the unanticipated silence of an hours wait ending with rumble after rumble of thunder as raindrops begin flooding the already standing water ground.
Type of Crane Fly, I think.
Blackberry Looper Moth
3/4th inches wide with fringe edged wings
Lousy photos don't do it justice :(
'Corinne' Large flowered Clematis
Beautiful flowers that don't survive thunderstorms well.
Pigweed Flea Beetle
Had to look up pigweed (Amaranthus albus).
It grows in abundance, and young shoots can be cooked and eaten like spinach.
Color of blue shows up more as purple in photos.
This short clematis has no tendrils,
but will grow up obelisk when guided.
Scarab Beetle Family
About 1" long
Ground cover weed with tiny flowers
Golden Club growing in the bog-rain garden area.
A survivor from the pond that was once here.
It grew up through two feet of soil to survive.
Pond-bog plants are no wimps.
Bog-Rain Garden with Copper Iris
'My Mary ' Azalea
Lyre-Leaf Sage on dry river pathway in backyard.
Becomes a river during thunderstorms.
Type of sedge on dry river pathway.
Columbine and Golden Alexander (Zizia aurea)
From year 1629
Hardy to zone 6a
Native Mock Orange
No Fragrance, unlike the non-native type
Baptisia (Baptisia australis)
Robin's Plantain (Erigeron pulchellus)
I think this is a type of moth, but haven't been able to identify it.
5/28/21 Finally identified this as a Cocksfoot Moth.
Austin's left hind leg suffered a mishap
jumping over the gate to my studio.
He was slightly out of it while on pain medication
for a swollen ankle.
It's nice to have the old Austin back again.
My smart phone hasn't made me any smarter.
Haven't figured out how to shrink my video
to smaller screen view, so.....
you're presented with five short videos
for one little thought.