Articles by Shannon Bardwell
So now it is officially fall. A little cooler air shows up now and then along with a few other signs of fall. Football is in full swing, bringing us closer to the couch, the television, and a bowl of popcorn.
While walking around the yard my mind wandered to the three-part memoir of a couple, Mary-Jane and Michael Houlton. The Houltons lived in Wales where they sold their home and everything in it in order to buy a boat. For six months out of the year they would cruise the waters of Europe with their two dogs while wandering through canals and mooring wherever they chose. It wasn’t always smooth sailing but their ingenuity was intriguing.
One of the first harbingers of autumn raised her pretty red head last week. Just beside the rabbit hutch there was a single flaming red spider lily. She stood tall and strong like a flagpole. Even with a bit of wind she didn’t bend.
It was a peaceful morning sitting on the front porch watching a flock of bluebirds flit from ground to tree and then settling on a high wire. I can only imagine this to be at least two generations of bluebirds. In the Spring Sam attached the birdhouses high on the side of the garage.
The Coronavirus came on the scene locally 880 days ago, give or take a day. We learned to adapt and find new ways of living and surviving.
There on the cedar lapboard siding a walking stick insect ambled slowly on its way. It was a wonder I could see him at all as he blended in perfectly with the wall of the house. This insect has no wings so his only means of location was to take his time crossing the wall.
There will be no Oriental persimmons this year. The crop started off fairly well. The leaves were green and full and the fruit was about the size of a golf ball.
From the kitchen window I could see past the back porch and down to the floating dock on the little pond. The wild cherry trees were heavy with limbs and leaves even though we’ve been in a serious drought for some time.
About this time last year lightning took out our stove and a few other things. Appliances aren’t easy to find in this day and time, but we were able to find one.
Rain fell like manna from heaven. It came in the night with thunderous roars and flashes of light that filled the room. By daybreak it was still a gentle rain. I gathered plants from the porch to soak up even a bit of this moisture full of nitrogen from the lightning.