Oh, my heart is so soft

Then, Jared puts on the Sticky Fingers album by the Rolling Stones. After “Wild Horses”, Jared asks me what cheerful music we could listen to.

““Walking on Sunshine” by Katrina and the Waves?” I ask.

“Huh?” Jared replies.

“I’m walkin’ on sunshine, whoa oh. I’m walkin’ on sunshine…” I sing.

“Oh, yeah. Like that, but something else,” he says.

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Solstice

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The Solstice is here. The start of summer and all that will come. Yesterday, I watched a tiny Appalachian Azure butterfly oviposit on this Black Cohosh (Actaea racemosa) in a place we call the Little Woods. Appalachian Azure caterpillars eat only the flower buds of Blach Cohosh.

Six years ago the yet-to-be-named Little Woods had a beautiful canopy of Black Birch and Tuliptree and crooked Box Elders. The understory was non-native periwinkle. We looked closely and found Solomon's Seal, then Indian Pipe, then... Today, that canopy remains. Thanks to our deer fence and caretaking, the understory is thriving and hosting wildlife like the Appalachian Azure.

Here's the potential of people to caretake and partake. Tend and mend. Here's to summer and the potential in a tiny butterfly egg.

Purplestem Angelica

Purplestem Angelica (Angelica atropurpurea) in bloom and seed, May 23, 2019

Purplestem Angelica (Angelica atropurpurea) in bloom and seed, May 23, 2019

The time of the first flowers is done. Now is the green time. Exuberant growth and heavy soaking rains. Humid days and nights.

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I have seen more rainbows in the past couple years than my entire life preceding. How about you?

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I am glad for wildflowers that are taller than me, like Purplestem Angelica, a native of local rivers like the Musconetcong.

Purplestem Angelica (Angelica atropurpurea) in bud, May 23, 2019

Purplestem Angelica (Angelica atropurpurea) in bud, May 23, 2019

Purplestem Angelica (Angelica atropurpurea) in bloom and seed, May 23, 2019

Purplestem Angelica (Angelica atropurpurea) in bloom and seed, May 23, 2019

Longing

Meadow, March 16, 2019

Meadow, March 16, 2019

mythological creation story.
longing. waiting.
find.
shape in a mirror.
abandon.
resurrect a dispassionate scene.
long wish wait.

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In the valley below
sun.
A distant ridge
casts a shadow.

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Sometime soon, if we get to it, we will mow the meadow. That’s how a meadow stays a meadow in here. The black cap raspberry, tulip tree, and box elder would rather it otherwise. Instead, they meet the cutting blade, put down deeper roots, send up a new stem, and greet the spring. They greet the spring no matter what. Do they long for anything? Do they wish? Do they await the death of the cutting blade so they can arise?