Our live oak, soon to leaf out.
The little nubbins on the branches are buds, so soon this cypress will be green again.
The tree will get a veil of green. There is some later blooming narcissus under this tree.
My grandmother quoted to me occasionally when I was perhaps 12 years old that, “Time is of the essence.” I was quite puzzled. “What mystical profound idea is she trying to convey?” I thought. Recently, I learned that this phrase carries a legal meaning for the legal profession to the effect that some work must be done quickly. My great grandmother, the daughter of a judge, her mother-in-law, lived next door, and perhaps this is where she learned this phrase. This is all pure speculation on my part. She never told me what it meant or where she learned it.
However, now, it has both a concrete and a perfectly obvious, mystical meaning. Now it means that sometimes we have to hurry to get something done, and its clear mystical meaning is that everything that we do in any amount of time counts in the grand scheme of things.
My newest plantain flower. If you look carefully, you can see a couple of bees, which is reassuring.
Another picture of my flower with little plantainlets. This makes it clear that both male and female parts of the plantain live closely together.
This is the same flower two weeks later than the above pictures. There are four “hands” of plantains. This plant does not shade my garden, so I will leave the plant standing for awhile. It has become fallish today. The temperature is only in the mid-60s.