A surprise. One of the dried Blackberry Lily seeds must have fallen into the Avocado pot...
And growing from the scrap pile, patchwork 3s. A little green, because I need it. And because after all, I am a little bit Irish.
I've said it before, I have never had a favorite color. They are all beautiful. To expand vision you need a full spectrum.
These, the beginnings of some spring strays. The two on the bottom right could be sisters. Cut from the same cloth. But different.
Green Eyes close by.
I feel older. Not in any negative physical way. But wiser maybe. Like I've crossed a line. I feel myself drifting away from certain things. Further away from aspiration, judgment and closer to peace and patience. I'm not sure what that means. Maybe just a sense of something. I do notice that I turn the computer off a lot. That I get less done. Hardly notice. Less seems like enough. There I go, rocking inward again. It's been a while.
There was a bit of a stomach thing. Yesterday. I rested a lot.
I've walked through the garden. That's all.
It is turning. The beginnings of that.
Cooler nights first. And yesterday it did not reach 80.
I didn't do anything in the garden. I just passed through slowly.
Just there. Just like that. On one of the Butterfly Milkweed pods. It took two years but it is well established now. So I researched red bugs on Milkweed pods. And that is them. Milkweed Bugs. They were still right there this morning. They must like it there. They say it's ok. They just show up for short while. They reduce the number of seeds for next year. Some folks spray. Some folks consider it population control. For MilkWEED. In any case I stopped at considering it a touch of Red. For now. We'll see.
A touch of Red is always nice with green.
I just uncovered this. Nine for Growth. Part of the Nine Forever Series. Which was something more formal but now it isn't. From the post here, which was from Small Journeys (one of the free classes in the sidebar) here, and then here.
There are so many ways to do that. Cloth through cloth. Try it.
I think I might put a few Milkweed Bugs on this one and call it done enough. Nine for Growth. Or Staring Growth in the Face and Seeing it Look Back. Sometimes things keep growing without you. It might do that. It contains that. The going. Despite a few bugs.