Another beautiful sunny day yesterday with a part of the afternoon devoted to mowing the back lawn. Falling leaves on the lawn except they weren't exactly falling leaves, they were bracts which Google says are "modified or specialized leaves...associated with a reproductive structure like a flower."
These bracts are from basswood trees nearby. How many years have I mowed over these bracts at this time of year and not known what they were?
Lustrous ebony-shaded crickets hopping out of the way of the mower. They are virtually the same color as the wild blackberries that I sampled in the area where the lawn meets the fence line and the pasture.
I had a few of those as I headed past. Even a chore like mowing the lawn can sometimes be a feast for the senses.
In the sun, the butterfly wings
Like a church window.
Jack Kerouac
Zen page-a-day calendar
These bracts are from basswood trees nearby. How many years have I mowed over these bracts at this time of year and not known what they were?
Lustrous ebony-shaded crickets hopping out of the way of the mower. They are virtually the same color as the wild blackberries that I sampled in the area where the lawn meets the fence line and the pasture.
Speaking of sampling, Allyn's cherry tomatoes are starting to ripen.
In the sun, the butterfly wings
Like a church window.
Jack Kerouac
Zen page-a-day calendar
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