The circle is a motif I’ve been drawn to longer than I can really even recount. Actually I vaugly remember a three dimensional, colorful needlepoint sphere I made in art class during high school! (And I certainly will not confess how many decades ago that was!)
The unusually warm November weather appears to be ending and so I decided to put my summer clothesline to other uses this winter. Perhaps looking out the window at a spot of color will help elevate my mood some as white and gray subdue the landscape.
Knowing this balmy weather so late in November is such a rare treat, I just had to squeeze in a brief lunchtime walk.
I came across a wild yarrow plant that is very confused by this extended warm spell. Seeing all the new flowering stems and blooms developing I feel very surprised. And also sad, knowing the hard freeze that will shortly curtail this foolhardy activity.
My thick Lamium groundcover is a sea of fine maple leaves now with only their very tips showing.
I am amazed that it is almost Thanksgiving day soon.
I am amazed that this ornamental oregano is still blooming in November.
I am amazed that often it’s the tiniest flowers which bring me such great joy.