Our walks often take us past this meadow behind the apartment complex. It is possibly a wetland preserve. I don’t know. For whatever reason, it is undisturbed. Today we paused to listen to the bird chorus.
Further along, we came upon this tree in bloom. I’ve always called them “feather duster trees,” lacking the proper name. Some have tan, dirty-looking flowers, but this one was glorious pink.
The wild grape vines are flourishing this summer. One vine was waving in the air, seeking to grab hold of something, only there was no purchase nearby.
We were delighted to find some ripe wild black cap berries. There’s nothing like the sweet-tart taste of a berry right off the bush.
The last pleasurable surprise was a baby mantis, rescued from a basin with slick sides.
Before COVID-19, we would never be out walking on a weekday morning. Thus are the strange yet lovely joys emerging from social isolation.
Note: apologies to readers–some posts are missing photos. I mistakenly thought I was cleaning up my media library and later realized my good intentions removed the same photos from the posts as well. I don’t know how to reinstate them. Sorry.
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Thanks for sharing your walks.