Esoterika

At last, time and weather allowed me to take my writing rig outdoors! The yard is hitting its peak of lush, extravagant beauty. I sat and marvelled amid the drifting fragrance of wisteria and white lilacs.

Whether I work indoors or outdoors, however, the question remains the same: where is it exactly that I think I'm going to sit?


The back yard's full glory will kick in as the English walnut leafs out over the next few weeks, creating complex woodland shade. Right now its seemingly lifeless twigs are just beginning to emit leaves:


The current lack of shade makes the laptop screen visibility extremely poor (I wish there was a way to fix that; what is a laptop for if not to take outside?), but the ambience is worth it. Later I changed locations to stay in the shade. Here's Mama keeping me company again amid her jungle...I wonder if she feels nostalgia for that corner, as I do, since that was where she and the kitten horde were living when we first met?



Meanwhile, in the bucolic land across the street...


(A few minutes before this, the horse looked for all the world like it was waiting at the bus stop next to this lot, but it moved by the time I got my camera.)

Things I enjoyed on my walk from work:

breeze shaking all the shining leaves and whisking small clouds by overhead

fuzzy Canada goslings trying to yank grass in their parents' business-like manner

St. John's wort vigorously sprouting in the toxic gravel next to an old gas station

Violet-green swallows swooping and singing over the weedy empty lots, their white bellies flashing

red-headed house finch chirping melodiously while perched on a strand of barbed wire