july 28 This is not a lost hat, though wouldn’t it be spectacular! Today’s bouquet is proving very popular: Then: “That is one tiny hummingbird!”, I thought. But it’s not a bird, it’s a moth! The hummingbird moth. I saw one once in Dorset, UK, surreal then, and now. It is a sign … ……

 July 27 Is this thing I have made something that has been made before? A hummingbird bouquet. I woke last Thursday in terrible pain and nauseous, still in the throes of my covid vaccine reaction. My hip had been getting progressively more painful for several days, somehow, I thought, related to the vaccine reaction, and…

 July 21 Yesterday there was a haze over the Estrie: there was a smog warning for the area – smoke was blowing from forest fires in northern Ontario. The air was still, and I remembered how there is often a dead stillness before a storm. We almost never get such calm; always a breeze is…

 July 19 Deer visited! They grazed by the wise witch for a short while, a fawn and his mother, still nursing, then two young bucks with beautiful little antlers followed. They were such a delicate caramel colour, dainty and fragile-looking, with small narrow faces, and skittish as can be, looking about more than grazing. They…

 July 15 Nature imitating art: it’s like a Turner painting. ***** This morning clouds were sleeping in the Missisquoi Valley. They spend every night in the valley these days. Lazy, they usually get up long after the sun, still sleepy. This morning they were being sentient, and purposeful, crawling up the mountain, as if searching…

 July 8 We have cows again. Last week the children finished the school year. Indre is going into grade four, and Robin is attending grade one, in September. They attend the school my own children went to for their junior years. That is a wheel turning, a season: picking up one’s grandchildren from the very…