September seems like it really should be the beginning of the year. I never feel like January’s New Year’s has any thing to it. Things aren’t changing in the weather or natural world, the holidays are emotionally exhausting and I don’t feel ready to look at the past or energy to move into the future with purpose.
September is a month of change and transition. I tend to have time reflecting about the year at my annual trip to Mt Rainier in August and when September comes with the cooler weather I feel ready for new endeavors.
All of these photos were taken within four blocks of my home.
This week I decided to try and take photos that show the transition between summer and fall. The days are shorter and the little bit of rain we’ve had is bringing some things back into the green while others head toward seed formation.
These are all taken from a little deck off the spare bedroom at my Dad’s house. We were there today and I took pictures, from about the same vantage point, of the changing light and clouds from mid afternoon to after sundown.
The tree and land do not change, but the clouds move and alter the amount and angle of light, and therefore the colors. It is interesting to me that the one taken mid-afternoon looks almost like a black and white and the one taken after sundown has vibrant colors. Maybe that is a metaphor for life in some way.
Cee’s Pick Me Up Post today inspired me to put together this post about flowers that we don’t usually think of as flowers. The quote is:
The most precious gift we can offer anyone is our attention. When mindfullness embraces those we love, they will bloom like flowers.
Thich Nhat Hanh
We were eating them as recently as two months ago. Then they got woody and the tops began to look like the tops of old Russian churches. Then they started to get a bit bumply under their caps …
… and this week they are popping out.
I think they are rather pretty. I also like the flowers of parsley. In the background of the photos above.
It is, I believe, a cousin of Queen Anne’s Lace. I like the subtlety and delicacy of it’s green tinged flowers. Sometimes, when I bother to bring flowers in from the garden, I will put them with roses in a vase, like some folks use baby’s breath. But mostly I just enjoy them when I am out in the yard.
My second niece graduated from high school last night. It seems impossible that she is an adult already, about to head off into the future…and feeling like all of our futures may well be better because of her.
One of my favorite things through the years has been spending time with my nieces. Here are some pictures from the recent graduate’s murky past, in no particular order.