Tuesday, April 21, 2020

speckled

Walking the crossroads on a brisk and sunny day. Crows calling to each other as they ride the wind. A squirrel chewing on its breakfast somewhere in the woods. Ramps are "ramping" up in the usual places.


Theoretically this is a native food source, roughly a cross between garlic and onion. I had some...once.

Leaves of the trout lily are also shooting up there. No blossoms yet.


This plant gets its name from the variegated patterns on the leaves. Like a speckled Vermont brook trout.

Wonder is the heaviest element on the periodic table. Even a tiny fleck of it stops time.
Diane Ackerman
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