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The past few days have been yellow-themed but not the sweet buttery yellow of lemon curd and stoneware bowls. This yellow is more the weedy yellow of waning vegetation.
There are tiny yellow clover flowers hiding in the yard and strange dandelion variants littering the edges. There is even a large, bold weed that sprang up overnight near the black-eyed susans and is shyly hiding soft star flowers under its leaves. Two late coreopsis flowers are tangled in their own foliage. Two days ago, I saw a little, rare yellow bird flitting on the neighbor’s fence and watched it nervously circle from fence to post to fence across the street then back again.
Fiona found fistfuls of yellow flowers and decorated the bushes. I made a braid of chartreuse bishop’s goutweed to deck them with. The foliage in the side yard is growing speckled. The neighbors pool, unfiltered, waxes and wanes between clear and algal. The bleeding heart, struggling all summer, loses more chlorophyll. I will welcome the brown and red days to come.
The weather this weekend has been lovely. I put screens in some of the windows and opened them. Last night we even slept with the bedroom window open. We saw a snowdrop blooming in a neighbor’s yard and we saw some leaf buds on the trees. Yesterday the ice cream truck came down the street. I sure hope this late spring does not mean a hot summer.
Over the weekend, we went to the North Park Village Nature Center for their annual Maple Syrup Festival. They had a tent with pancakes, a few stalls in a little farmer’s market.
In the woods, there were several stations manned by volunteers showing different parts of the process including boiling down sap into syrup and tapping the trees.
The best part of the morning, though, was walking around the woods and the marsh in the bright sunshine.
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