Foxglove Moments

Foxglove Moments

Foxglove is the name of my property, five acres overlooking the Lewis River Valley that was covered with the wildflower when I first moved here in 1996. 

June 22, 2014

Summer returned to this hillside yesterday, surging up the river valley like a great green tidal wave.

I worked outside most of the day, pruning rhododendrons, then in late afternoon threw a small welcome-back party, just myself, a doe, two squirrels, the chipmunk, and approximately 20 hummingbirds--the way they come and go, it was hard to keep count.

The raccoons sent their regrets--they were traveling.


An eagle staged a fly-over to mark the occasion, as I sat under the broad-leaf maple, the sun winking through the leaves, and celebrated with simple fare of pita bread, hummus and olives, while listening to Beethoven's Pastoral.

A quiet, quite perfect solstice celebration...

Summer, I missed you.

 

 

 

March 16, 2014

 

We are in that time--
no longer winter, not yet spring--when the air is thick with anticipation, and pollen.

Soon the pond will come alive with its croakings and stirrings and dozens of little dramas.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

March 10, 2014

 


Some days I see nature doing her usual renewal-recycling thing, and I think: Cool. Plants coming up; trees budding.

And some days I see magic.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

February 28, 2014

 

Forget the Seahawks.

This is what gets me cheering!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

February 17, 2014

 

The deer have been munching on a rhododendron that was clearly marked “Deer Proof.”

Just my luck the deer on this hillside can’t read.

They stand outside my study window, looking all wide-eyed innocent. “What rhododendron?”

They suggest it may have been a vegan coyote, but I have my doubts.

 

 

February 12, 2014

 

All fluffed up,

brightening winter's drab monochrome.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

February 11, 2014

 

In winter, there are times when all one needs to be content is a wood fire and a good book. Cup of hot cocoa optional.

 

(Currently, 36 degrees and raining. Expecting to be off the hill by tomorrow.)

 

 

 

 

February 10, 2014

 

 

A balmy 33 degrees out (I had to remove a sweater!) and still 6-8 inches of snow. At this rate I should be off my hill before May.

Went out to check the road. During these winter storms, it becomes a toboggan run down to the valley below.

 

 

 

 

 

 

February 8, 2014

 

Going nowhere today.

Or anytime soon.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

November 18, 2013

 

New neighbors moved in over the weekend.

We're becoming acquainted.