This morning, to be precise. I slept in, which is to say got up at 7 instead of 6, and caught the early morning sun, which I must usually miss because I go back to bed at about his time. So while the tea was brewing we - Molly and I - skipped merrily down to what is hopefully called the kitchen garden, to catch the ceanothus, amanagawa cherry, and cornus in the rosy light, with the sun an inch or two over the horizon ( or call it a few thousand miles...).
Back indoors, dewy wet paws rubbed with a towel are cause of great excitement; barks all the way upstairs and a big wet leap on the bed. ( Molly, not me.)
9 comments:
My Lord, you really meant it didn't you!!
Wonderful photos Lucy.
Early morning at her very best. Thankyou.
And lovely seeing you on my blog. Glad you enjoyed the stories.
Beautiful!! Your spring is so far ahead of us here that it's a joy to see all these glorious flowers, thank you! There's something so fresh, so magical about the early morning.
Awesome, loot (as the grandkids say)
Oh, will have to wait another month for that here, but it will come.
Lovely posts the past couple of days. Didn't know the Housman poem, but he gets it so right!
We refer to it as "the sweet light."
Isn't the ceanothus family wonderful? Your picture looks very much like what's called "blue bush" up in Victoria BC -- a beautiful, glossy leaved shrub with sky blue flower clusters. Several varieties grow wild along the California coast. Out here in the semi-arid country, there is a ceanothus shrub that's covered with white blossoms in early spring. It's called buck bush, is broused by the deer, and the heady scent reminds me of the Deadly Poppy Field in the Wizard of Oz.
Thank you all, it was worth being out early for.
GJ - wonderful to think of ceanothus growing wild! What they make me think of more than anything, the scent, colour and texture, is the blue jelly sweets in liquorice allsorts!
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