This is from last year, but soon this year’s will be popping up soon.
May has been a peculiar month. Warm and cold, sunny and rainy. The news of the day combined with the weather made me think about a poem I learned in my French class in high school:
Il pleure dans mon coeur,
Comme il pleut sur la ville…Guillaume Apollinaire
Translated: it is crying in my heart like it is raining on the city. The weather was gloomy and wet, suiting the gloom in the news.
I took these photos yesterday. I’ve often thought that May and June are really seasons of their own, not really part of spring and summer. May is iris season and June is rose season. Summer in the Puget Sound region really doesn’t start until July. This little gallery shows what’s in bloom right now on the cusp of the change, with raindrops to represent the tears so many have had to shed this month.
My wish is that you and yours can stay safe and sane as the storms rage about us. May your season of the rose be blessed.
I walk the same route most mornings with the dogs. This lets me keep an eye on progress. This pale pink peony bush has been on my mind of late. today’s sunshine brought it out all the way.
Just two days ago:
In May a couple of sunny days can make a big difference.
A teeny-tiny, baby frond.
I’ve had a fern obsession this past week. My maidenhair fern is getting new fronds, and it is fascinating to watch them emerge and unfurl. For perspective: the pine cone in the photo below, beside the baby, is about 3 inches long.
To be continued…
Beauty in the commonplace, the sword fern is ubiquitous around here.
For Sunshine’s Macro Monday and Cee’s Flower of the Day.