Men carry, Women Sing
Jupiter's dancing with the moon.
There's no question that summer is winding down. You can feel it in the air, not just the cooler temps but the energy has shifted. Birds are on the move. Flocks of them. The crows are absolutely raucous.. loud and demanding. Spiders are everywhere, and BIG, let me tell you. I have to remember to put my arm out in front of my face to keep the night web that is spun in front of the door from my face. On the way to the blackberries, just the other day, I came across the biggest pile of bear scat I've ever seen. It was at least a foot in diameter. I'd been in the field earlier that morning picking beans and squash and I'm sure it wasn't there then. I would have seen it. It was that impressive. I turned around with my berry picking stuff in hand and headed back to the house. No way was I thinking I'd sing myself through the balsams to the blackberry patch on the other side of the field so soon after he'd passed through. Or had he? I decided to drive. The patch is at the furthest passable point on the dirt path that is our road. On the advice of my telephone repair guy, I shoved a bit of insurance under the driver's seat. See what I mean..the season makes us crazy. I never think that way. Never. It's just not me. Two days and three gallons of berries later, I've come back to my senses. That and a conversation I had with a neighbor the other night. She also sings, has all her life, she told me. Today, I drove up the road, opened the sun roof and the truck door, put on a cd and played the blues. Oh, and SANG!!
This morning, about 8, a truck came up the drive. It was a neighbor, his coffee in hand. Have you seen my bull?
Do you know my bull? He's a white bull.
He's been gone a couple days, ever since I got rid of the horse that was his friend. He's been lonely and has apparently gone in search of friends. I figured I'd better check to make sure he wasn't up here in your gardens.
I thought. Yep, I'd heard his bull. It bugles and I'd heard it the day before. I put on my sneakers and off we went. Found it hugging the fence of a neighbor's herd. Big bulls in there. The size of my chest freezer, with legs. Hoped they were friendly. Getting him home wasn't going to be easy. Opening the gate to let him in with the others was. I can hear him tonight. He's definitely not the alpha.
This particular lady has been guarding my tomatoes. She's a Garden Spider and about 2 1/2 inches. I had my head in there, picking away before I noticed her hanging upside down in the middle of her web enjoying lunch. Whoa!!! Deep breath. Say 'hi' and resume, deliberately.
Earlier in the season we killed the pond lilies. They are a nuisance, choking whole areas. On the surface there are heart shaped leaves. Under the water... roots like tree trunks. Take a look at these. The plants have died and the roots have floated to the top. Sea monsters. So glad I know WHAT they are.
The moon is up. Time to check out Jupiter. Last night left, tonight right. Bright and beautiful!