Just sharing some pretty images from my run today, looking forward to the long Easter weekend.
This view makes me think of the movie “Babette’s Feast,” with wild herbs like oregano and rosemary in the foreground, then a field of wheat, and a vineyard beyond. Based on a story by Isak Dinesen (who also wrote “Out of Africa”), “Babette’s Feast” is a must-see for any food lover.
In it, Babette, a refugee from revolution in France, ends up in Denmark and is taken in as a cook by a pair of spinsters. She forages for herbs to improve the sad pantry and ends up improving the happiness of everyone around her.
In town, the trees looked so sad, like my brothers used to when they got their summer buzz cuts.
Elsewhere, the weeds put on a show to melt the heart of the tidiest gardener. Who could reject these beauties?
We’re in a mild enough climate that many plants keep their leaves all year, even for the occasional frost.
And what is this crazy, fluffy tree?
But others are just shaking out their spring finery.
Meanwhile, the river is getting deep. There’s a spot upstream with steps to get across, and I thought the water still barely skimmed over the top, but it’s deeper than it looks. A lot.
The fishermen will show up soon to angle for trout. And in a few months, it will be a trickle, just enough to please the throngs of frogs that bellow all night long.