lupin paradise

Wednesday morning, the first week of June whizzed by. It's been unusually cold, not the temperate temperatures I rejoiced in last post.

The flowers- these bleeding hearts- don't seem to have suffered though.

Wally erected a trellis for the beans-to-be on Sunday, an architectural statement.

I'm fascinated by the array, sometimes subtle, of greens.

I'd been waiting for a cloudy day to capture the colour in the hayfield. Yesterday was the day.

Though it was unusually cold, I wandered out in my pajamas ( lucky for the privacy to be so spontaneous) and approached the field, the little maple and the honeysuckle.

I am totally blown away that this is part of my world.

Looking south by southeast down the field you can see that it is only our section that has them.

I think of it like a lavender field in France, though there is no scent from them.

They have a statuesque quality about them like a Thai pagoda.

a duet

like 4 notes on a scale, with a little grace note

Wally mowed up to the giant wild rose bush in back of Forget-Me-Not Cabin

There is an unusual tree growing there

with a pretty blossom on it about to bloom

Mowing a bit around the little maple and the honeysuckle

Two little leaves are growing out of the trunk of the little maple

the honeysuckle has buds blooming out of the centre of its leaves

Some are larger than others. When they bloom, oh my, I wish I could give you a whiff.

The forget-me-nots continue to bloom around the cabin.

Wally has erected some trellises for our grapes.

We'll be lucky to ever taste them as the birds get them first.

As I turn I spy 2 or 3 little yellow birds.

Goldfinches? That beak makes me suspect Evening Grosbeaks, yet they seemed so small.

The new format of the garden

The oregano seems to be coming along fastest in the bottom left hand, but the rest is doing well.

Poppies are blooming all over town. I don't know why ours are slower, but welcome nevertheless.

The middle garden with the piece of driftwood I dragged home from the ocean.

some more allium with hens and chicks

The herb garden

buttercups, lemon thyme and chive flowers

the sage flower buds are getting bigger, but have yet to bloom

Some more babies awaiting a home

as well a these geraniums

While doing dishes, I saw something moving out of the corner of my eye.

It was the distortion in this glass that changed with the slightest move of my head.

Wally called me out to see the sunset glow in the SSE

Towards the west through the old ash tree the clouds glowed a magical peach.

As I prepared these pictures this morning, Muji sat on my lap.

That made the stretch a little awkward. He's been fed and is sleeping on the couch now.

It is a fabulously high pressure day today, not a cloud in the sky. That's good energy with all the negative ions, good for getting some more work done.

staying present, grateful, centred

 

peace

field and garden

This has been one of the most beautiful, and pleasant I might add, springs I have ever experienced. Not a lover of intense summer heat, I have no problem putting on a light jacket to go outside. Often in the midday sun, one doesn't even need that. Just mild and pleasant with a few interludes of wind and/or rain.

An outing earlier in the week gave an opportunity for an encounter with a barely 8 week old Pit Bull puppy, newly taken from his mother and home. He trembled violently when we met so we promptly left him to acclimatize with his new family, dear baby.

Sidelined from our renovating, Wally assembled the old IKEA unit from my former gallery in my sewing room (originally our guest room) now that we have decided not to expand into it with the master bedroom. Never quite on the ball, it occurred to me afterward that the wallpaper needed to come down and the room painted or another 5 years would go by. At least the unit is in an upright position now so that we can slide it around to get at various walls.

I've been waiting for a cloudy day to capture the colour of the lupins

growing in our end of the hayfield as sun tends to bleach out colour in photographs.

Imagine my surprise when I blew up this photo and found an unexpected visitor in it

Blown up some more, you can see the male pheasant checking me out

This is the hayfield cum lupin field directly out back

Here it is looking almost South

Here a Lupin, blooming from the bottom up

I turned back toward our nicely filled in boundary of maples and lilacs.

Wally has made a temporary arbour for the grapes that are interfering with my laundry line.

We must rethink their placement.

white lilacs

and lovely mauve ones. I love to bury my face in them, a cool scented pillow.

As I turn, the door of Forget-Me-Not Cabin and its namesake blooming all around.

I wander over to our herb garden,

lemon thyme on the far left, sage in the middle and lots of parsley on the right

The sage has lots of flower buds

a sage bud up close

the compost garden 

Wally's vegetable garden with its tepee set up for peas.

at the foot of the tepee, a lupin comes back in this corner of the garden every year.

The exotic flower bud of a lupin

Straight rows of little seedlings

kale

mesclun lettuce

peas

possibly cilantro (I must ask Wally)

We have a berry patch beyond the vegetable garden. Here are blueberry flowers.

the bell of a blueberry flower

back down to the corner of the vegetable garden nearest the cabin a poppy comes back every year

We'll have a few blossoms this year with these babies nestled deeper in the plant

more forget-me-nots and creeping Charlie by the hedge

the rhubarb is so happy on this corner on the cabin

On my painted cabin doors, I spy a little spider and a loose hair from my paintbrush.

As I walk towards the back door I get a shot of the ash tree, its leaves slowly filling in.

By the unfinished walkway between front and back yards, the allium is blooming

More of a reddish violet, my camera cannot seem to grasp the subtle difference

and yet here it does a great job on the backlit Japanese maple leaves

the spiral opening of a morning glory sepals around a tiny bud

This post might have been over with that last photo

except in the aftermath of last night's rain

we had another surprise visitor

this perky little chipmuk

who found he liked Wally's apple ladder

for eating flower buds, grooming and...yoga!

such a charming little visitor

and off he goes...

as do I

thank you as always for dropping by

a sweet June to you!