If you know what I mean.
I believe I have worked myself, as they say, to a frazzle. At least I was too tired last night to take any work to bed with me.
Here are Spooky's photo's from Mount Auburn. The first one, of me and the tree, I like so much that I'm considering it as an author's photo:
This is now my favorite tree in all of Massachusetts.
A brave Siberian squill (Scilla siberica, Scilloideae, Asparagaceae) pushing up towards the weak New England sun. Siberian, indeed.
As above.
Monuments.
Belated signs of spring.
A gigantic chunk of rose quartz, evidently placed as a memorial.
Close up.
This photo is just...perfect. Bare grey branches clawing at the wide carnivorous sky.
All photographs Copyright © 2014 by Kathryn A. Pollnac
Yesterday I read "The vertebrates of the Jurassic Daohugou Biota of northeastern China." There was pizza. The day was cold, dank, cloudy. I juggled projects in my head. And I think that's all I have for this this morning.
Later Taters,
Aunt Beast
