Fandango’s Flashback Friday — May 5th It has been six years since the last attack of these tiny, hairy, hungry monsters but this is the time of year when they are developing. As long as it keeps raining, all is… Read More ›
oak trees
EARLY BLOOMING FOR THE OAKS
FOTD – April 17 – AND THE OAK TREES ARE READY TO LEAF Yesterday, the oaks were bare. Today by afternoon, they were covered with baby leaves. This is at least a full month earlier than I’ve seen leaves of… Read More ›
MY OLD NEIGHBORHOOD – Marilyn Armstrong
I grew up in a semi-rural nook in the middle of Queens, New York. The city had surrounded us leaving a tiny enclave walking distance from the subway. The house was more than a hundred years old. It had been… Read More ›
THE BIRDS ARE COMING HOME – Marilyn Armstrong
With all the aerial poisoning going on in New England, I was afraid the birds would not come back. Or if they did, there would be far fewer of them. Yesterday, I put up a second seed-feeder — a near… Read More ›
THE LAST AUTUMN FOLIAGE
The day before all the leaves fell from the trees was beautiful. Garry wasn’t up to going out — his shoulder has a nerve issue and he’s getting a cortisone shot for it next week. But the sun was out… Read More ›
THE BROWN MONTHS, THE BROWN LEAVES
When the bright leaves of autumn have fallen, been collected and carted off or tossed into the woods to add to the humus in which everything grows, that’s when the green leaves of the oaks suddenly change — in just… Read More ›
BUT WHAT IF THEY COME BACK?
We are at the annoying stage of the gypsy moth invasion. Sprayed and surviving, the air is full of moths. Thousands, maybe millions of them are swarming everywhere, no doubt laying clutches of eggs for next year’s even bigger event. The… Read More ›
THE VANISHING CANOPY – PURE HELL
My son was here last week, mowing the yard. Hosing down the house in a futile attempts to clear it — at least temporarily — of caterpillars. It was pointless, but we have to try and fight back. The subject of… Read More ›
THE NEIGHBORHOOD
I grew up in a semi-rural nook in the middle of Queens, New York. The city had surrounded us leaving a tiny enclave walking distance from the subway. The house was more than a hundred years old. It had been… Read More ›
Daily Prompt: Companionable – Becoming Together
The old man and his wife had been living in that old house for many years. The kids had moved away and were none too young themselves anymore. The grandchildren had children, almost grown children and long drives to visit… Read More ›
Neighborhoods
People are surprised when I tell them that this town with its oak woods, huge plots of land, picket fences and farms reminds me of the neighborhood in which I grew up. I was raised in the middle of Queens,… Read More ›
SERENDIPITY - SEEKING INTELLIGENT LIFE ON EARTH 