Taking a rest from grass cutting yesterday, I decided to sit on the stone steps down to the lower terrace.
You may remember the shots from 2005 and 2017 when I was getting ready for that summer's vernissage.
I know. The comparison is shocking!
A variety of factors have converged to make a jungle. I will certainly take responsibility for it, BUT not sole responsibility. Frankly, it's been times of waiting for a variety of people who never come.
I sat on the steps and tried NOT to be overwhelmed by it all.
Finding beauty in the jungle helped!
I also reminded myself once more that this time around I do know what is under all that growth. We are going to be an excavation nation this fall.
Initially, I wasn't sure what that glowing was out in the middle of my jungle.
I was guessing flowers or weeds of some kind. I shot a few shots and then had to get closer. The delicate movement and dancing sunshine made everything so pretty.
Once I got closer, I could see that some of my weeds were seeding.
I had visions of an even junglier jungle by the end of September. What to do when all else fails...take more photos!
I found joy in my jungle!
Happy Sunday!
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