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The little things

Teeny-tiny flowers.
Teeny-tiny flowers.

‘Carpe diem’ doesn’t mean seize the day — it means something gentler and more sensible.  ‘Carpe diem’ means pluck the day.  Carpe, pluck.  Seize the day would be ‘cape diem,’ if my school Latin serves… What Horace had in mind was that you should gently pull on the day’s stem, as it were, say, a wildflower or an olive, holding it with all the practiced care of your thumb and the side of your finger, which knows how to not crush easily crushed things…  Pluck the cranberry or blueberry of the day tenderly free without damaging it, is what Horace meant — pick the day, harvest the day, reap the day, mow the day, forage the day.  Don’t freaking grab the day in your fist like a burger at a fairground and take a big chomping bite out of it.

~ Nicholson Baker

So small that could easily be overlooked and crushed underfoot.
So small they could easily be overlooked and crushed underfoot.

April continues to bring us showers, and those showers have invited the Green Man to come and play.  Normally I do a post called “A Visit from the Green Man” about this time.  Consider this it, with a different title this year.

These are even smaller than the pink flowers, and I couldn't see their shape at all until I zoomed in on the image.
These are even smaller than the pink flowers, and I couldn’t see their shape at all until I zoomed in on the image.

Spring changes are happening so quickly now that it’s difficult to keep up.  The early flowering trees are now leafed out.  Redbuds are blooming, and the later blooming cherries are budding with flowers that will probably open in a day or two.

Dogwood bract and leaves.
Dogwood bract and leaves.

As you may or may not recall, I planted a dogwood in the scrounger’s garden last year.  I was thrilled when it showed signs of life as the weather warmed up.  The bracts are opening and the leaves are popping out.

Nestled cozily in a bract.
Nestled cozily in a bract.

Yesterday I spotted a hint of reddish-orange in one of the bracts, and found a ladybug nestled in it.

Cute.
Held.

Ladybugs all dressed in red
Strolling through the flowerbed.
If I were tiny just like you
I’d creep among the flowers too!

~ Maria Fleming

Just her size.
Just her size.

The periwinkles continue to spread out across the woodland floor and out to the driveway.  I found a patch of them near the lagoon, too, on the side near the scrounger’s garden.

Satori
Satori

We had a lot of wind and rain last night, and there are puddles everywhere.  The backyard is pond-like right now, and the rain garden overfloweth.  The rain gauge is registering over 1.5 inches of rain overnight, and the weather prognosticators are saying we could get storms this evening.  I was hoping the cloud cover would stick with us today to keep the temperature down, but it’s cleared up and nearing 80 degrees as I type.

Do you think there are fairies living in this stump?
Do you think there are fairies living in this stump?

I know some of you experienced winter as long and cold, but the latest reports from NOAA and NASA are claiming January through March 2015 have been the warmest on record for the earth as a whole.  Have you heard about “the blob?”  That’s what scientists are calling a large patch of warm water in the Pacific Ocean that’s headed towards the west coast of the U.S.  Very technical term, the blob.  (It’s a temperature anomaly, but I guess they like the sound of “the blob” better.)

Baby leaves.
Baby leaves.

That’s about it from the Wabi-Sabi Ranch on this warm and humid Monday.  Thank you for joining me on another walk.  As you may have noticed already, comments are turned off for now, but I suspect this experiment won’t last long.  A couple of weeks, maybe.  I enjoy a good conversation, and very often comments lead to some great chats and/or exchanges of information.  I already know I’m going to miss that, but I have to at least give this a try.

Baby sweet gum leaves.
Baby sweet gum leaves.

Be good, be kind, be loving.  Just Be.  🙂

Staying cool in the woods.
Staying cool in the woods.
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Robin is a photographer, artist, writer, wife, sometime poet, mom, grandma, daughter, sister, friend, and occasional traveler currently living on the Eastern Shore of Maryland. She finished a 365 commitment to get outside every day in 2011, and has turned it into a lifelong commitment taking one or more walks each day. Robin will continue to share her walks through her words and images on Breezes at Dawn. Older posts can be found at Life in the Bogs, her previous blog. Robin and her husband are in the midst of renovating the house and property they refer to as the Wabi-Sabi Ranch, 35 acres that include marsh, a dock on a tidal creek, meadows, and woodlands. Every day brings new discoveries.