The meadow is exploding with goldenrod!
Walking along a newly mowed path I was briefly seeking shelter from a quick shower in this covered picnic area,
Just off to the left is my new house.
Then on with the walk…
Past this lovely tree and following the creek by the Indian Mound entrance…I found where it meets the river behind the corn field.
And more interesting trees.
On the way back to the house I talked to a man flying his remote control airplane. I took a picture of it flying around me.
The following day I returned to the river behind the cornfield.
My house is one of those roofs on the opposite side of the corn field.
I gathered moss for my moss gardens by the front door where there is no sunshine.
My remaining fish bottles with wires and rocks will hang over this bench when my son and Marla return for Thanksgiving.
While walking through the meadow I saw many butterflies and added some to my Meadow Book.
It was nice to have time to catch up with my book and what is happening in the meadow.
And one more thing. At the end of the kitchen cabinets sits the Information Center. It never occurred to me how easily it would be mistaken for a Bible open on a podium. The movers were the first to ask if it was a family bible. No, we never had one of those in my house. We had dictionaries.
Perhaps it is an assumption of where I live…that this would be a bible. It is not. And when I looked over to see what page it was opened to I found this sweet little drawing….illustrating a quintain.
A quintain is a mounted target for jousters when practicing. Interesting, right? A good scrabble word if nothing else…doubtful it will come up in cocktail conversations, but I might just share it anyway before opening the dictionary to a new section. And the word “quirk” is a good one for Wordle. I will check out that word, “quirt” before I change the pages. The fact that the acid content in the pages causes browning of the edges, gives it even more authority and the wisdom of age. It was published in 1983.
So that is all for now.