we’re adding a little something to this month’s sales contest. as you all know, first prize is a cadillac el dorado. anybody wanna see second prize? second prize is a set of steak knives. third prize is you’re fired.
a particularly supercilious toad found in the back yard
our yard, saint paul mn
i have sat here for half an hour and decided there is nothing interesting to say about clover. everything likes to eat it. it makes a clear and beautiful honey. if you find the one in a million, it might give you good luck. if you’re lost in the wilderness, it might save your life. farmers have used it for centuries to replenish the soil. it is what my husband looks for in the fall when he’s grouse hunting. it grows flower heads like white and violet torches. and when you plunge your nose into a bouquet of clover, it smells like lilacs. i rest my case. there is nothing interesting to say about clover.
bouquet of clover blossoms
vadnais lake, saint paul, minnesota
here’s a newborn white oak parading around in his birthday suit with his bouncing little acorn. he was conceived when one of the endless cascades of acorns last fall bounced off of our roof and landed in the back yard. he managed to survive deer, squirrels, wood ducks, and a polar vortex, before i pulled him up and posted this embarrassing baby photo that will probably get shown at his graduation party.
sprouted white oak with acorn and tap root
backyard, saint paul, minnesota
a vintage neighborhood restaurant recently had the land sold out from under it, and had to go searching for a new spot. the abandoned building has undergone a sort of slow-motion demolition ever since, and it hasn’t taken long for the new neighbors to move in. we were told they would be a community of 55+ seniors. but they turned out to be a mama mallard and her clutch of eight eggs, well camouflaged under the formerly neatly pruned arbor vitae hedge along the restaurant terrace. we’ve got no complaints. mallards make for excellent neighbors.
saint paul, minnesota