“I’ll just step out on the deck for a few minutes and finish my coffee.”
Minutes later, all thoughts of buckling down to continue editing Quiet Spirits and putting in a few hours doing domestic chores, were lost to the breeze.
About turn. Back into the house.
Fresh battery in camera. Check.
Telephoto lens. Check.
50mm lens. Check.
Coffee in go cup. Check.
You'd think I was going on a road trip and not a yard tour!
Meeting me at the steps to the deck is the rhubarb plant. I am sure the plant has grown literal feet in the past few days. Now at least four feet tall with leaves that are two feet across.
The leaves have become holding tanks for the rain that fell. The bugs and birds that land on them will be happy.
Not many gooseberries this year. This plant that was grown from a sucker brought from my parent’s home a long time ago. Next spring it will need a good pruning. I like to leave the fruit on the branches for the birds to eat over the winter.
An interesting coat of webbing filtered the light through the evergreens. A reminder to keep an eye on the new tips for any invasive bugs that come to munch on them.
It seems I got a little sidetracked writing Morning Muse.
A perfect start to the day!
Author, Photographer, Lover of Life