August 6, Friday Early morning, the sun has just risen. I gave up trying to sleep, sat on the porch, and watched the stars all night. I saw one falling, and there were faint flashes high in the atmosphere – heat lightning? Haven’t seen it before in my life so far away or so high…
210801 This summer just keeps getting weirder…
August 1 Well, not the camp road, the apple sisters and the mosaics, just the health challenges have been weird, and maddening! ***** I like this camp road more each day. Now, in the middle of summer, it is calm, with filtered sunlight and a soft-colour palette of last year’s brown leaves underfoot and this…
210728 hummingbird moth not a lost hat
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 … ……
210727 hummingbirds flowers feeling better
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…
210721 Clouds Convalescence
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…
210719 Deer Misty Mountains Toxic Soup
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…
210715 Sky Birds Mosaic Kitchen
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…
210708 Summer, Forty Years, Pathetic Fallacy
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…
210630 Butter-and-eggs
June 30 Butter-and-eggs is one of my favorite meadow flowers, their charming name and tiny white and yellow snap-dragon florets.They remind me of my mother. But then most wildflowers invoke her presence. I have been unable to write since the 20th of June. Today I have been on the porch watching a rainstorm cross the…
210620 Revel
June 20 Summer solstice: revel of senses, revel of nature, revel of the physical. A day to go out into the sun, smell the air, see the flowers and trees, awake, vigorous, alive. Feast on strawberries and wine, walk barefoot on the earth, be roots, be tall as a tree. Today is a day for…