Sunday, March 13, 2016

When I can't go down to Shakerag (bad feet again)

I can wander in the woods behind my own house. 

I counted seven trillium this afternoon; at least two still have their buds, a cervine delicacy. Now if only the rain would stop and the sun would come out, I might get to see a blossom (or two). Meanwhile, I'll enjoy the selfie in a raindrop.


And I can enjoy the buds waiting to burst on the four surviving shrubs I purchased last year.


Small gifts are especially pleasing in the continuing rainy season.

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