Category Archives: Weather

Trying Tryon

This visit, moving air impresses me.Although the calendar reads late July,the temperature and the humidityare mild. Through the leaves an azure skycreates a bowl of clean. The weather’s dryand steps are easy, bathed by gentle breeze.The trails are clear. With … Continue reading

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Pruned

Chaotic as that photograph appears,my gard’ner spent last week almost a dayengaged with rake and bucket, broom and shears,and filled two bins with what he cleared away.A neighbor planned and planted it ten yearsago, and now the yard’s a lush … Continue reading

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A Happy Text

I’m pleased to read a message from the manwho comes when he has time and when I needsome garden help. I tend it as I can,but lack the tools and heart to prune and weedas much as necessary. Bushes seedabundantly … Continue reading

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Irrigation

At half past 6 I went downstairs, and movedthe switch to “Run” to run the water here.For though the garden cannot be improved,the soil I can see is looking sere.I turn the system on this time each year,and now I’ve … Continue reading

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Lush

Abundant as the garden is right now,some pruning will be necessary soon.I love the look but thought I’d need a plowto get from gate to door this afternoon.I don’t want a machete – that’s not howto remedy this glut of … Continue reading

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Florassortment

Wisteria compressed by tarpish shade,and every year delayed by trees that stealthe sun, is budding now. And what’s displayedare blossoms in two colors. Purple’s realand white is genuine, for something madea plant bear both, or maybe set to healin time … Continue reading

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New Downtown Do

In coming home last Sunday on the train,I surfaced to the street to find the hueof sun shade sails that stretch above the mainpedestrian paved area is new.Where vibrant red once overspread my view,the fabric’s aqua now, as if to … Continue reading

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Immaturity

The buds are obviously immature,containing promises of heavy weight.Their petals tight as onion skin are sureto grow apart, send perfume toward the gate,and lose deep pink for solid yellow lureto bees and butterflies – such is their fate.Their growth is … Continue reading

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A Rose Arose

A week ago this blossom greeted me,when I glanced west and set the coffee potto brew my morning drink electrically.Thus urged, I turned to see what I could spoton trellis and beneath the leafing treethat soon will fruit. As usual, … Continue reading

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From the Gate

The April morning sunshine lights the leavesabove expanding ferns a soft chartreuse,while someone taking in the sight receivesa serenade of bees just shaken loosefrom winter somnolence, and all refusefrom die-back’s covered now in vernal green.The garden gives the witness scant … Continue reading

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