Tuesday, June 10, 2008

Stopping to smell the roses...

and the other flowers too.

The lilacs have already bloomed, as have the fruit trees. But otherwise we're being treated to a real riot of color.

We have three rose bushes in various shades of pink. Our neighbors have pale yellow. Today, as I walked down to pick Scooter up from daycare, I stopped to enjoy two bushes, one in a bright yellow, the other a dark red that reminded me of a rose bush we had at our previous house.

Purple penstemon bloom everywhere I turn. White peonies are nodding open their heavy heads. The lamb's ear is putting up dusky green spikes with tiny purple flowers. Wisteria twists itself over a fence and around a tree. Various white and yellow flowers greet the sun each day, their names still a mystery to me.

Each day I take a tour of our backyard, lingering especially over the fruit trees. Little green cherries dot their trees, but now the occasional red one appears. I am attempting a silent truce with birds and insects--they can have all of the cherries high up if they'll leave me those that are within reach of a short ladder.

The apple tree is a bit behind the cherry trees, dotted with tiny green balls of fruit. I do not yet know if they will be green or red when ripe, but look forward to sharing them with Scooter.

I'm a bit in love with the flora here. The fauna too. Bees buzz around the flowers, and lizards of various sizes scurry about as I pass by.

I am enjoying the slower pace of summer in a quiet town.

1 comment:

Aliki2006 said...

I always liked the slower pace of summer, too, even if it isn't quite as slow a I would like it to be.