Sunday, April 27, 2025

Bluebells Up Close


  In April, one particular house has a yard crowded with bluebells. Stately old trees shade this house in summer but now they are just beginning to form leaves. It's the perfect woodland environment for bluebells. I get down to flower level and study the elongated bells and the tight pink buds. The half-opened flowers shade seamlessly from pink to blue. Any dyer would be proud to achieve such results. Soon the trees will leaf out and the bells will drop into the soil. But the magical bells will return next spring.  

Sunday, April 20, 2025

Wisteria On A Brick Wall


 On a breezy spring day, a blur of lavender caught my eye further down the block. The spicy scent of a wisteria in full bloom drifted my way. I stood under it, marveling at the crowd of panicles swaying in the breeze. Vines of this age and sturdiness have been known to collapse fences or pull down drain pipes. This wall is the perfect companion for such a twining, twisting plant.

Sunday, April 13, 2025

Bench At High Tide


 There are times when a walk along Haines Point will NOT include an opportunity to sit and look across the Potomac River. This spit of land has always been barely above the level of the river, which is affected by the tides. A short walk away is the Tidal Basin, ringed in early spring by blooming cherry trees. This spring, many tourists were surprised to find that large sections of the sidewalk were closed. The land has sunk so much that a major rebuilding is finally in progress. The benches on Haines Point remain, knowing that the water will continue to come and go with the tides.

Sunday, April 6, 2025

Cherry Blossom Time


 In Washington DC, the anticipation of the cherry blossoms begins sometime in February. Professional prognosticators adjust the peak bloom date every few days. Then, for about a week, we all try to participate in the American version of the ritual known in Japan as Hanami, Flower Viewing. This is taken very seriously in Japan. It’s a time to celebrate and also to contemplate the fleeting nature of the blossoms and of life. Some wander slowly while others zoom on bicycles under clouds of pink. We all know that those blossoms will be gone in a few days.