THE FAVORITE SEASON
Summer. The word alone evokes a wash of memories and
emotion. On California's central coast, especially here on the ridge, nature celebrates.
A couple of days ago a post showed the Lily of the Nile and the Orchid Cactus, getting ready to bloom.
So far the deer have spared the Lily of the Nile,
and left a couple of the Orchid Cactus blooms.
The deck is flanked by what is called a paper bark-
we think it is a kind of bottle brush tree. We simply
have not seen many of them, but this time of year
it explodes in a kind of creamy fuzz.
SUMMER REPRESENTS A COSMIC EVENT, WE ARE CLOSER TO THE SUN AND HAVE MORE HOURS OF DAYLIGHT. WHILE YOU PONDER THE EXQUISITE WONDER OF THAT, HERE IS ANOTHER BIT OF FASCINATION. LINK HERE AND SEE A STAR, DEVOURED BY A BLACK HOLE.
Now, that is something different than what you did a school kid on summer break. I used to spot shapes in the clouds.
In fact, I still like to.
See you down the trail.