Scout & I went out for sunrise at the lake and it was an absolutely glorious array of painted clouds, but I have kept thinking about this seed, not the sunrise
Wow! Those stunning pictures look as if the sky is on fire. I'm reminded of Isaiah 66: 15- 16 :"Behold, the Lord will come in fire and with His chariots like a whirlwind to render His anger with fury and rebuke with flames of fire."
Being a gardener until I moved to a condo, I really love the way you explained the sowing of seeds. Since I had a mostly Native plant yard, no grass just plants for pollinators and stick piles for shelters for rabbits, etc., rock paths and native shrubs and trees, I sure loved scattering seeds to see where they landed and how well they grew. And like students that I taught, some thrived, some struggled but succeeded and some needed extra help.
Thanks for the lovely pictures. But I hope the walk to the pond is not too far for you and Scout. BRRRRRRR. Stay warm and safe.
In the past, I have thrown grass seed on top of a February snowfall. If it isn't eaten by the few birds that stick around when it gets this cold, it follows the melting snow down to very wet earth where it begins to germinate. Warmer weather will melt the snow and all things being natural, the seed(s) will grow and you don't have to get out the hose to keep the soil wet. Maybe some hay on top might keep the ground wet longer. And, that's the way it is at Rheuma Pond which also makes a good story. BTW - Garrison Keillor is the best white man storyteller of all time. I love oral traditions.
Wow! Those stunning pictures look as if the sky is on fire. I'm reminded of Isaiah 66: 15- 16 :"Behold, the Lord will come in fire and with His chariots like a whirlwind to render His anger with fury and rebuke with flames of fire."
Being a gardener until I moved to a condo, I really love the way you explained the sowing of seeds. Since I had a mostly Native plant yard, no grass just plants for pollinators and stick piles for shelters for rabbits, etc., rock paths and native shrubs and trees, I sure loved scattering seeds to see where they landed and how well they grew. And like students that I taught, some thrived, some struggled but succeeded and some needed extra help.
Thanks for the lovely pictures. But I hope the walk to the pond is not too far for you and Scout. BRRRRRRR. Stay warm and safe.
In the past, I have thrown grass seed on top of a February snowfall. If it isn't eaten by the few birds that stick around when it gets this cold, it follows the melting snow down to very wet earth where it begins to germinate. Warmer weather will melt the snow and all things being natural, the seed(s) will grow and you don't have to get out the hose to keep the soil wet. Maybe some hay on top might keep the ground wet longer. And, that's the way it is at Rheuma Pond which also makes a good story. BTW - Garrison Keillor is the best white man storyteller of all time. I love oral traditions.
Beautiful post, as always, and now I know I REALLY need to read that book….
I really like the stark compositions you found for those three bnws. Really nice!