The big world of the backyard (and home)

I would like to learn, or remember, how to live. I come to Hollins Pond not so much to learn how to live as, frankly, to forget about it. That is, I don’t think I can learn from a wild animal how to live in particular…but I might learn something of mindlessness, something of the purity of living in the physical senses and the dignity of living without bias or motive.
–Annie Dillard

Charles gets home from work and goes out with Liesl to look at the garden. A friend comes to visit to enjoy sunshine and for the few days she’s here the air is lighter. More troublesome things are forgotten.

A baby dove falls to the ground in the evening, and then wanders off nowhere to be seen when no one is looking. We keep pets inside in the hope that doing so will encourage its safety. Plants grow, the rains come just a little bit (and when they don’t we water in between). In Charles’s words, “It’s spring." 

Learning the rules of the Mountain Fairy-Valley Fair game

Valley Fairy

Spying a hummingbird out the front window 

First bit of beans from the garden

Tomatillo in metaphorical bloom

His hands washing dishes

Laughing, life in blurry motion

Figs growing

Laughing (running away from camera)