Part of the fun of a new home is to see what comes up and blooms as the seasons change. This butterfly bush just grew and grew until it was above the window..now it pushing at the roof overhang. It is very popular with the bees, butterflies and even a few hummingbirds. Nature keeps me amused.
My new favorite place is the Asheville Arboretum from which many pictures will come. Iciscles formed by recent ice becoming water and following gravity. One hour later they were all gone like they had never been at all. Next is a picture of the front drive and I must find out about these wonderful red stick bushes. Wonder what they will look like when real spring arrives. The Tea Viburnum is already lifting pink bud toward the sky. So what does this have to do with snow-globes? In a book I am reading (The Blue Shoe / Anne Lamont) she described the february weather as being like living in a snow-globe. Sunny, warm, calm and lovely and then someone shakes it and there is snow and ice again. Seemed like a good description of the recent weather.
Ten days until my house move. A chaos of boxes in every room. My body is sore and my mind bordering an full-blown crazy. My dear Bella dog keeps looking to me for support and she misses our wonderful walks. I sat quietly and meditated on what advice would I give someone else. The answer was clear – get out of the house, go for a walk!
The Point Lookout Trail is here in Black Mountain and goes through private land into the National Forest. When I got home, I felt like I had been on vacation. I give good advice.
This picture is taken just “down the road a piece.” Today is Thanksgiving and this is right in the spirit. Free greens, kale, mustard & turnips. I picked the new young kale leaves and they were so tender they were almost sweet.
There are these splendid trees that grow wild around here that bring me much joy each year. I have been encouraging them to grow in my yard. I raised and transplanted two seedlings this year and they are doing well so far. The beetles also like them. The baby is at the bottom.
Around the end of July they start budding out with the sweetest white flowers. I really do mean sweet, they purfume the air especially at in the evening. Or is it just that I notice it most then, when I am out with Bella that last time before bed. One clue is that they blossom at the same time as wild honeysuckle and the fragrance is similiar. After the flowers open, the tree is covered with all manner of butterflies. The woman that helps with my lawn care loves to drive the lawnmower past the tree and watch cloud of butterflies take to the air.
After the flowers fade then the seed starts to form- first green then a purple-blue color that looks like blueberries. Then pop they are done- till next year. This is one of two seedlings I am encouraging. I am sure to tell you how they did through the winter.
“For man, autumn is a time of harvest, of gathering together. For nature, it is a time of sowing, of scattering abroad.” – Edwin Way Teale
Time now to harvest the thoughts and actions we planted in spring. To rejoice with gratefulness for the harvest and turn inward as the nights get longer and the days shorter. To acknowledge what came to fruition and what died on the vine. We preserve what we can for the cold months ahead, fruit, produce and dreams.
“Yesterday I was clever so I wanted to change the world and today I am wise so I am changing myself.” Zahid Iqbal Khan
If your returns this season are not what you hoped, now is the time to reflect, find your balance and look for what within you must change to assure greater success in the coming year. If nothing WITHIN you CHANGES, then your past will be your future. You could always gaze at the full harvest moon for inspiration.