To sit in the shade on a fine day and look upon verdure is the most perfect refreshment.
- Jane Austen
Our bird boxes are up
We cross the meadow and now we have our bird boxes t see on my way to the river. Before walking, I spend a little time working on a draft of a new poem. Just a beginning. I am excited to work on it, but I break for my walk and never get to return to it on this busy summer Sunday. In the woods, I see bright mullein on the side of the trail, and pass the milkweed by the railroad tracks. And when you look closely at the beautiful ruin of milkweed stars as you pass, you see that there is much more to life. So much more. You see what is becoming of the flower after pollination. You see the seed pod. A casing is emerging and will grow until the fall when it will release. After my walk, I plant the other crab apple tree, and another juniper and I don’t have to water after the heavy rain; and I help Frank with his soccer party, and in the afternoon, we end up at the river with the bride to be and her fiance´ and we sit in the shade on the moss and look at the river and plan where they will stand when the say: I do.