I’m going to take a short break from issues, essays and short stories and try, once again, to post a few pictures of spring in what I call my back yard. Well, some is indeed from the back yard, but the wild stuff, that’s from the Fraser. If this works… enjoy. If it don’t then I’m going to have to figure out what I’m doing wrong. Here goes.
Looks like it worked this time. I think the images are self-explanatory. I like the natural sculpture of driftwood that resembles the skeleton of some alien animal. Backyard flowers are azaleas, blueberry bells, Russian laurel in full bloom (never seen it so beautiful before – and I noticed that the bees come to it, then immediately leave, they don’t even land, but lots of flies in the blooms. Then there’s the rhododendron saying, “I’m almost there…”
Enjoy the view.