Margy and I collected ten buckets of seaweed, took our first swim of the season in the bay at Winslow Park, and floated on the water, and even saw horseshoe crabs mating in the shallows. What a lovely way to celebrate Summer Solstice evening! May your summer solstice be full of magic, too.
We’ve been getting ready for our Permablitz this coming Saturday–a big permaculture work party where 20 or more people gather to do projects in our yard. We’ve gathered cardboard for sheet mulching, had a great big pile of deciduous mulch delivered, got a bucket of granite dust, ordered concrete blocks for rain barrel stands, got clearer on a few design elements, met the wise and wonderful folks who will be team leaders for our various projects, and many other details. And we’ve talked to our blitz coordinator and friend Heather many many times. Thank you Heather! We still have to gather seaweed, and get pallets, and make food, and…. You can find more details about the blitz here: https://www.meetup.com/maine-permaculture/events/240585144/
In the meantime, our cherry tree polycultures are now green with clover.
Here are some “before pictures for the yard, first, where fruit tree, raspberry and herb and flower beds are going to be created.
And here the yellow markers mark a future bed for hazelnut bushes to form a little hedge.
At first I wondered what a cardinal was doing, hover-flying near a flowering bush, almost like a hummingbird. The next time I took a walk, I saw him sitting on the grass. He let me take a photo, and then flew up in short stretches to a wire, another wire, a tree branch, another tree branch, and finally, all the way across the street. That is when I figured out that he was learning to use his wings. The next day, in a misty rain, there he was again, perched on a white picket fence, before he flew up to a wire. You go, cardinal! I hope you make it all the way.
I walked to the cemetery ponds yesterday, and was sitting on a log. I suddenly noticed this strange creature in the water. Very quickly, they disappeared. How often do we walk by unaware of the mysteries hiding almost within our sight? Because I knew the snapping turtle was there, I could see enough to take this next photo, where they are barely visible beneath the water, in the shadow of the log. Can you see it?
How many other mysteries do we miss, how many beauties, how many blessings, lurking just beneath the shadows as we quickly pass by? May we slow down, may we pay attention, may we see what is all around us today.