It’s raining and dreary here today.
And as I walked to the bus this morning, all the flowers from two weeks ago are now on the ground, a carpet for me to walk on.
Fleeting moments in bloom. Catch them when you can.
Category Archives: 365 Trees
A Ride Through the Gardens
Our annual visit to the NYBG for the Orchid Show, which finished here about a week ago.
‘But, Mom! It’s the same orchids every year!’, said Justin.
Well, true, but they have different arrangements and exhibits, I told him. He didn’t mind going, and he only reminded me of the time about six times during our visit.
Since we were there early, we decided we would take a tram tour around the garden.
Waiting for the tram
The magnolia trees were heavy with the flowers, the branches sagging down to the ground. And I saw this darker shade of pink or fucshia? magnolias that I hadn’t seen before. Too bad I couldn’t get closer.
A baby owl. If it’s that big already, wonder what the full-grown size is going to be?
It was a nice day, and a nice ride.
I’m already making plans to go back in June, when the roses are out 
Pink Skies
The skies were pink today …
Cherry blossoms …
Dogwood flowers …
A beautiful, sunny and warm day ….
Go outside and enjoy the day! Feel the warmth of the sunshine; lift your face to the breeze.
Have a good weekend, all.
Still Waiting for Spring
There are snatches of spring weather here these days. The weather is warmer, the sun is out. Then the cold winds start up and we’re bundled up in three and four layers of clothes again. I don’t know why our minds insist that because the calendar says it should be spring that the weather outside should comply.
The pathways still look cold and trees are still dried up, brown and leafless. A few wrinkled leaves cling to branches.
And yet, there’s signs that the plants are slowly waking up. Fooled, no doubt, by these snatches of warm weather that passes through.
I just hope we don’t get hit with an unexpected blast of frost after the plants bloom. They’ve been fooled enough times by Mother Nature.
Tangled Limbs
As I walked along the pathway, I glanced towards the river … and stopped at the sight of this.
Branches? Vines? Another tree? Wrapped around a bigger trunk.
For some reason, I thought of snakes, maybe a boa constrictor, wrapping itself around the trunk, and slowly squeezing ….
I was a little fascinated, but repulsed at the same time. Maybe because I thought of snakes …
I wanted to take more pictures, from different angles, trying to capture something different. But I decided against staying, and hurried on, slightly perturbed, I don’t know why.
Does this evoke anything in you?
There Is A Legend Told ...
... of the Dogwood Tree.
At the time of Crucifixion the dogwood had been the size of the oak and other forest trees. So firm and strong was the tree that it was chosen as the timber for the cross. To be used thus for such a cruel purpose greatly distressed the tree, and Jesus, nailed upon it, sensed this.
