i hate mowing the lawn. it's a miserable job, but i do like having a green trimmed area where i live. several days ago i took out the dread mower john deere, and pulled the starter, after having filled the oil up because he said i needed to. the cord pulled back and hurt my hand and arm, and then i tried it again with worse results. and so it sat and my lawn grew beautifully shaggy, showing all kinds of plants i have introduced to it from papermaking, curly dock, canada thistle mostly. hawkweed blossomed. yesterday he was here and emptied almost a quart of extra oil out of the motor. it works and i mowed.
this morning the birds from all around are HERE. the newly mown grass acts like a magnet, more and various birds are here than ever! and from the sky i hear the occasional cry of a great one. this is delightful!
trying to capture the moon
see it? it's there!
the cows watched me in wonder
as i kept trying to capture the light
the bull, ringed nose and all
was busy keeping the cows away from me,
jumping up on the unwary
using me as diversion
and on the way home, after putting away the camera, coyotes began to sing
calling from one ecotone to another
wendy stayed very close then.
so, i have been working on the book, but am stuck, and am starting another today. i seem very slow this summer, but i have time to finish. the days are still long enough.