sweet swaying in the breeze…

Buckeye trees are in bloom with their long white flowered filled stalks. The wonderful cool breeze is pushing them around. They dance in perfectly choreographed waves, softly brushing against their invisible air partner. I fall in love with them all over again. And then they envelope me with the sweet scent from flower center. IContinue reading “sweet swaying in the breeze…”

Trees who wait…

There is a kind of lull here, some of the trees are dropping leaves, the Chinese pistache trees planted almost 30 years ago.  I’ve just learned that the female trees have red berries that turn blue, and so the tree that was planted by birds or winds or serendipity at the edge of cottage deckContinue reading “Trees who wait…”