Rushed

[rejectomorph]

It's rain and then it isn't rain, but it's definitely damp. It was damp all day, even when the sun shone. It's damp now, and the insects are silent.

Lots of green leaves are rising from the brown clumps of last springs sourgrass, and the first purple blossoms have joined them. Meanwhile, the dogwood leaves are darkening to the deep red they turn before becoming bright red.

The landscape going all autumnal is something I always enjoy watching, but this year my schedule is catawampus and I'm getting up too late in the day, plus I'm being kept so busy, that I haven't had much time to watch it.

I'm writing mini-paragraphs so this entry will look longer than it really is. Yeah, it's pathetic.


Accidentally found (another time eater): The Daily Mirror, a Los Angeles Times weblog featuring stories published fifty years ago each day. Named after the late (as of 1962) companion paper of the Times, the Los Angeles Mirror.

Comments

[blue-by-you.livejournal.com]

It's not in the least bit pathetic. You write nature beautifully. I don't often comment but I enjoy the glimpses from your part of the world. They are green and golden and alive and fierce even in their silences.

Daily Mirror

[(Anonymous)]

Thanks for the link.... Keep checking back.

Cheers,

Larry

[rejectomorph]

Thanks.

[protyah.livejournal.com]

your notes have become a kind of revelation for me, and reading your notes is one of my greatest enjoyment last days.. i wish i could translate some of your notes into Russian or Ukrainian, as they strike me as something quite unique and unpretentiously profound.. i’m not a translator, though.. besides, i’m not sure if you consider your notes to be pieces of literature.. i’m very pleased to read all your ‘poetical weather reports’ as well as descriptions of dogwood leaves state and trumpet vine flowers state.. i have both of those plants in my garden, and the dogwood is one of my favorite trees..

[rejectomorph]

Thanks. Someone once called the brief entries I write worded snapshots—not artful photographs, but quick glimpses of fleeting,ordinary moments. I guess that's as good a description of them as any I've heard.