This past June was the hottest on record in the United States. July saw the issuance of multiple tornado warnings in my state, one specifically for my town and the surrounding areas. Never in my life here in Jersey, have I ever had to seriously sequester myself and animals in either the basement or lowest interior space in the house (my chosen option), in response to serious tornado warnings. And they did hit, too, just, fortunately for me, not here.
But let’s look on the bright side, because there always is one.
One of two dwarf red maples on the property, this one is more a deep bronze than a shade of red. Unless, of course, you’re a little newbie sprout. This close-up doesn’t tell you how tiny the new leaves are in comparison to the whole, which is huge. But it might tell you why it brings a smile every time I look at it.
One morning, I looked out my kitchen window and saw something indiscernible in between two of the ornamental grasses out back. It looked like a face. Oh …. it WAS a face. The face of a very young (and adorable) deer holding very still but just about ready to chow down on a hosta. I went down the porch stairs to gently shoo her away. Maybe only 4-5 months old, she easily cleared the nearly 4′ garden gate. As I returned, I saw she had been on my porch, and had eaten the front half of the impatiens above and a few other potted plants. It’s discouraging, but that little wide-eyed face holding soooo still, trying to be invisible …
For some reason, this pretty pair was spared, and is now starting to bloom.
There are snowball hydrangeas all over this property. They bloom snow white, and are now in their green phase, to turn a stunning rust as the summer wears on, and it becomes cooler.
Hello, little fella. This very young praying mantis greeted me one morning on a kitchen window screen. Soon after, he disappeared. But he hadn’t gone very far, I later discovered. It was turning out to be a very hot afternoon, but I managed to find myself a little time to sit on the back porch and read while there was still some shade nearest the house. And there he was. Not far from me on the decking, in the very hot, bright sun.
I thought to make his way a little easier by moving him into the shade. I offered him a large hydrangea leaf to climb on, as I didn’t want to handle and frighten him. He very calmly walked right over the leaf, and into the shadow of the railing. “Thanks, ma’am, but I’ve got this,” I imagined he said as he found his own shade. And then over the next half hour or so, he slowly made his way across the length of the porch and disappeared.
All I could think of was that that must be what `biological imperative’ means. He knew where he was going and what he had to do, because at the other end of the porch is where I often see adult green praying mantises, like the one next to Pumpkin in a photo from a few years ago.
I know for myself, and most everyone I know, that the last year and change has had a lingering impact in one way or another. And yet, we find, there are still always bright spots. Hope you keep finding yours.
Thanks you made my brighter with you description of your yard~!
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My pleasure. It’s good to be surrounded by beauty.
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Thanks for sharing such splendid photos lovely! Love snowball bushes. β€
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So happy to! Thanks. They are truly magnificent. And when they turn that rusty/bronze, it’s just another stage of gorgeous.
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Another stage of gorgeous. I love that!!!!
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I’ll post a new pic when they reach that stage. π
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Hi Jeanne, thanks for sharing your bright spots … especially the photo of Pumpkin.
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Although he wasn’t the subject of that photo this particular time around, he was one of the biggest bright spots of all. (As you know π )
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What a lovely, discerning post. It’s those little moments that can help to anchor us if we allow ourselves to notice and take joy from them. Hope you’re doing well, dear Jeanne.
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Thank you, Cynthia. And the beauty of it is, those little moments are always there, we just need to notice. p.s. I ALWAYS notice if there’s a praying mantis about – they’re such cool little guys. :-).
I’m doing OK … feel like a professional juggler sometimes, but I suspect you know the feeling! And I hope you are well, too!
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