The garden has become familiar.
I know it’s rock walls, the plants who have made it their home.
I’ve shared it’s life, death and rebirth cycles.
Today I walked beyond it’s boundaries and this is what I saw…
A local CSA, Terra Fauna, had planted a plot of Indian corn. Neighbors respect one another and the corn is waiting to be harvested.
Further down the road is the sheep farm. Lambs born this past February and March reach out for freshly cut hay.
Across the street, next to the homestead,
a cow rests in the barn.
Scattered around the property are remnants of farm implements.
Continuing on I pass the silos of a dairy farm. They and the milk tank are all that remain of a once vibrant local industry.
As I make the turn onto Hillside I look back upon the dairy farm
and pass homes decorated for Halloween.
My last turn onto Valley View brings my home into view. Once again I will work in the gardens and continue to co-create with Gaia.
A ribbon of water only inches deep separates a quaffed garden from Gaia’s wild unkempt landscape. Hidden amongst logs, within towering trees and in secluded glens her children live out their lives often unseen by human eyes. But today the veil was lifted and for a moment in time I was invited in…
Look closely and see what is often overlooked…
Three simple eyes that guide a bee to its nest
Five eyes of a Carpenter bee
Feet with suction cups that allow security when holding tightly to a leaf
Caterpillar on goldenrod leaf
A discarded skin that nourishes the body
Black swallowtail caterpillar eating its shed skin
A covering that allows flight
Feathers of a Mourning dove
Hundreds of individual petals that make up a whole
Sweeping vistas may be astounding but let us never ignore the beauty in the often overlooked
The droning of insects reverberates throughout my body
Katydid at night
It begins with a subtle vibration on my ear drum which slowly permeates ever fiber of my being
Perhaps their songs are louder today as they instinctually know the world is in balance.
Twelve hours of light – twelve hours of darkness
A setting sun
Gaia is readying her children for what is to come
Ant at work
Birds of all sizes and colors join in the chorus as they search the fields and trees for seed and nut
Chipping sparrow in Norway spruce
Creatures who hug the earth are ever vigilant
Eastern Garter snake in the vegetable garden
As a kaleidoscope changes so does the landscape
The autumn flower garden
Shades of green gives way to a patchwork of gold, orange and red
Estuary in Maine
Autumn is upon us, there is still work to be done by all…
Harvest of gourds
AS A GARDEN AGES – LIFE INCREASES
The labyrinth in summer
WHAT BEGAN AS A FEW PLANTS HAS TRANSFORMED INTO AN OASIS
Newest pollinator native plant garden
Twelve years ago this did not exist. It was a grass slope up to the steps. What will the pollinator garden look like in twelve years?
A REFUGE FOR ALL CREATURES GREAT AND SMALL
Native bee on our native Echinacea
TAKE A MOMENT, LOOK CLOSELY AT A FLOWER, LOOK TO THE TREES …
Sweat bee on native Turk’s Cap lily
Miraculous – amazing – always
Sawfly caterpillars on Mugo pine
Mundane – never
Chipmonk gathering bedding
Around all of us in every moment in time there is something beautiful
Sweet Spice shrub
Tussock moth caterpillar on Scarlet Honeysuckle
Something that catches our attention
Rain drops on a spider’s web
Just take the time to see it
The last time I shared the life of the gardens nighttime temperatures were below freezing and there was snow on the ground.
Now windows are opened both day and night while the cacophony of bird songs overwhelm one’s sense of hearing.
Babies are born, flowers grow and vegetables harvested.
The gardens are another year older as are its inhabitants …
Juvenile Grey Squirrel
Eastern Cottontail rabbit