Flowers fall despite our longing.
Weeds rise up despite our loathing.
Dogen
signs of the times from rural Vermont
Zen pretty much comes down to three things--everything changes; everything is connected; pay attention.
Jane Hirshfield
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This blog pretty much comes down to these same things.
The spring ephemeral season is mostly over but the season of wildflowers in Vermont is just beginning.I remember when Allyn and I first came to Vermont back in the early 70's, actually before we were married. It was the wildflowers that made the biggest impact on me. Growing up in California, I had never seen anything like it.
Common fleabane
Buttercups
Golden Alexander
Dames Rocket
Celandine
Forget-me-not
All these wildflowers have a different quality. They are the flowers of summer. They are not found in forests, but along roadsides and in pastures. Many of them last all summer long rather than just for a few weeks.
Lilacs blossoming all over Vermont.
Trees are almost fully leafed out, and with their return comes sun-dappled country roads.
A sure sign of summer in Vermont.The Green Mountain State is very green right now.
Goldfinches and Tiger Swallowtails flying from here to there; flashes of yellow and black.
old photo from flickr
Lily of the Valley along the lane.
Sound of crickets coming out of the darkness on a warm evening.
Happiness is the absence of striving for happiness.
Chuang Tzu
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Sound of the veery from deep in the woods.
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This is Doug's favorite bird call and it is beautiful, almost as beautiful as the wood thrush. Sometime during this year of the pandemic, we were talking about the plant Jack in the pulpit. Doug taught me something that I had never been sufficiently curious about. How did it come to have that name? Here's what my book Wildflowers of Vermont has to say.
"Green and purple striped hooded tube (spathe) growing between large 3-part leaf.
Within the tube is Jack (spadix), like a preacher in the pulpit.
Jacks and their pulpits become clubs of shiny scarlet berries. Native"
I had never bothered to open up the hood to look for "Jack" underneath. Thanks Doug!
Foxes have pups and are very active this time of year. There is a den just off the West Road where we often see foxes on the morning walk. Also seeing hummingbirds, and a pair of Baltimore Orioles. The orioles are a species that grab my attention. When I see an oriole, everything stops. Asparagus and rhubarb emerging. Had some asparagus for dinner last night.
We were just starting out on our morning walk when I heard it, the sound of a thrush. I think it was a wood thrush, but it might have been a hermit thrush. I haven't heard one for years. It was very reassuring.
https://youtu.be/mcR6XrnD7Yc
This is from the Macaulay library.
As far as I'm concerned, it's one of the most beautiful sounds of the summer.
Trees are leafing out, but there are still some of the spring ephemerals to be seen on forest floors.
Walking the crossroads over the weekend and saw some mayflies. I'm always happy to see them. My experience with mayflies is that they're like birthdays, they happen every year, but only for one day. They are even more evanescent than the spring ephemerals which are around for a couple of weeks at least. Everything about mayflies is delicate, the way they look, the way they fly.
Grader smoothing out the rough spots from mud season on the Crossroads. Huge farm trucks hauling fertilizer on the roads. Mowing the lawn for the first time of the year, white and purple violets appearing there, along with the wild strawberries.
Winter tires to summer tires. Dandelions. Fisherman wading in a clear mountain stream.
There are no shortcuts to Heaven, only the ordinary way of ordinary things.
Vincent McNabb
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Flowers and blossoms continue their return.
This includes the shad trees, one of the few blossoming trees endemic to our area.
Green Up Day on Saturday. 23 people came out to clean the roads. 35 degrees and snow falling. First time I've worn long johns to this event.
It was heart warming to see all the work that went into it. Ira, Vermont is a backwater. There's not much going on here. All we have is birds and flowers, mountains and rivers; and a strong sense of community.