The painting “Thanksgiving” by Doris Lee, an award-winning American painter, 1935, perfectly illustrates my great~grandmother’s old house in Cloverdale, California. It was many years ago. This is a retelling from my long-ago memories of childhood.
I stand by the tall oak tree, taking photos of the setting sun. I can hear an inevitable rustle amongst the dead, dry leaves. The creature is just behind me gathering acorns. I realize I can zoom closer and spied him about 7 feet away. When I’d zoom, he’d go quiet and watch me with one tiny shining eye my camera could find.
Spring is my favorite time of year. Here we are galloping quickly into summer but I’ll hang on to it as long as I can! Especially after a very wet, blustery, long winter where I live in usually sunny California.
Flowers are at their finest in spring. Especially garden flowers; not coddled, sunburned, frosted, never perfect, those are the best.