The black locust tree umbrellas the yard behind the house except at the edges. The lawn slopes down, as the house is raised above the high water table; it makes mowing with the rider a bit tricky. At the corner itself, there is a maple tree that was transplanted early in the Spring. There is purpose in planting it there as it will suck up plenty of water and also act as a screen for the only close neighbor whose house is a straight line out from the corner.
A little to the right of it and up the slope are one of the ginkgo trees, planted in 2012 as a sapling, and the peony raised bed, put in in 2013. Up closer, on the patio, you will see an amalgamation of plants that get put outside in the summer and are brought in in fall. These include two fair-sized grapefruit trees started from seeds that have yet to bloom or bear fruit; a five-year old rosemary plant; a same-aged lemon thyme; one struggling indeterminate houseplant, and one scraggly catnip that’s been mauled repeatedly.
Outside of that perimeter is a mown field and free fields. You can’t see it in the photo, but the wind is blowing and the leaves are moving. You can’t hear it in the photo, but the birds are making noise and there is the sound of heavy equipment in the distance. Since the fracking companies ran their pipeline down the roads last year which provide natural gas for heating, a rash of new homes are being built around the area. Intermittently, squids on Harleys roar by in gangs, as the road has little traffic (other than them and people on bikes) and is a straightaway between the stop signs at the intersections over a mile apart.
Green textures take shape
as lens adjusts, frame by frame –
living journaled joy.
Peter Frankis is today’s host of dVerse. Peter says:
•Take a photo of the view out your window
•Write a poem about it – what do you see, what’s missing, what don’t you see when you look out the window? what’s changed since this time last year?