for most of the weekend there’s been a gentle rain falling and soaking into all of our LA gardens, including mine. a high bank of clouds has remained over the hills in my highland park neighborhood with an occasional flotilla of bright white cloudpuffs sailing overhead. it’s been atmospheric and cozy. sweater weather.
and on my morning walks, every berry, petal, and leaf was alive with silver orbs. drip drip drip
with the gentle rainfall many angelenos tuck inside, light their fires, and pretend we’re having a proper winter. i would do the same if i had a fireplace. but since i don’t, i like to tromp about the gardens and inhale the fresh scents of fecund earth, blooming flowers, scented leaves, pine needles, bark.
i move quietly down dark paths through the forest all aloney on my owney. deep breath in. deep breath out.
the flowering shrubs glow beside rain-soaked trunks.
globes of water wait for a breeze to set them into motion.
this is a fairy forest. especially enchanting since rain has been rare this year.
our california lilacs are blooming – lavender petals, tightly huddled together.
i spied a wildly cresting euphorbia of some sort. what strange bit of genetic mutation causes these plants to forego their normal stemmed structures and produce these fan shapes? for now it is a mystery to me, but i am a great admirer of their wild & lovely crested curves and clusters.
enormous ruffly poppies. 3-4 feet tall and just beginning to bloom.
in my next life i will be a traveling botanist. collecting specimens for illustration. recording growth habits and methods of seed dispersion.
do you see the ladybug?
i bow to the kingdom of plants.
over and over again. each one stranger and finer than the last.
when i got home i flung the windows and doors open wide. sat at my desk and wrote down my thoughts. listened to the birds and dripping water.
i got a few things drawn and recorded in the sketchbooks this week.
i saw a hanging basket of jasmine today on my walk and decided that is what i will do with this plant! a hanging basket on the back patio and next spring cascading masses of tiny white flowers to enjoy.
i’m still enjoying the sweet perfume she makes inside.
while i was writing i started to wonder where my stickers had gone. i searched high and low and couldn’t find them. but did find a dust jacket under a pile. one search led to another and soon i was going through the bookcases and finding things from previous searches, but no book and no stickers. no matter.
since my shelves were overflowing again i made a collection to take to one of the little free libraries on a nearby street. in between a couple of light rain sessions i headed out to make my delivery. i like to take stock of what’s in the wooden house of books and rearrange. make the display enticing to the casual passer-by. i wonder who will select a dog-eared copy of the kama sutra i donated. who will want some old ivan doig novels or a book on the warming planet, a woman’s guide to mythological symbols. hmmmm…
i am in desperate need of wider bookcases and will have some made especially for moss cottage this summer. wider shelves to hold my little-old-lady-in-training knick knack collection as well as my growing shell & beach glass collections. not to mention the mountains of books.
i managed to find this 1996 mini-series on ebay. based on the rosamunde pilcher book i listened to recently. excellent! it features a few of the actresses from call the midwives. i’m carefully rationing it. one hour per night.
that’s all the news that’s fit to print friends. hope your weekend is drawing to a lovely close, that you have lots to look forward to on the horizon, and that you aren’t chasing your tail around your house looking for books or cat stickers.