my month in photos 5.30.2023

a month can feel so infinite. where was i when it began? home, trusting that spring was on the way and now spring has played her hand, climate change is real; it freezes the apple blossoms, creating brown clouds of petals. it blows a strange stormless wind for days, keeping the black fly’s away. i pray for the tight pink buds of the falls apples and i haven’t read my book for book club. i poured 25 8” rainbow trout into the pond on tuesday afternoon. wednesday morning we sat on the rock at the side of the pond with dogs at our feet, bathing our faces in the mornings first warmth of sun hoping to see fish. yesterday i saw them jumping.

mother and i cleared the jungle of blackberrys and choke cherry where the mock orange and lilac are. we found quite a few roses and exposed the wall at the edge of the lawn. my back is sore and my hamstrings are tight.

i have been enjoying my mornings and trying to lean into their organic nature, allowing them to provide for me what i need for my day, and my relationship. the dogs often fill me with joy. they make me laugh and are sweet companions. they are muddy and goofy and bring me outside early in the am and for that i grateful.

afternoon storm, sunlit spring trees.

baby maple leaves

and a girl and her mulch pile.

climate change in a green bowl.

say hello to moon, outloud.

rhubarb tequila. batch 2023.

the not so glamorous side of gardening.

vase with lilacs

motto. keep it simple.

with love, cathlinstar