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.