July 19, 2025

Good morning!

It’s Saturday. Up next in our garden is the echinacea, shown here doing their stretches while the bees blithely roll around in the hollyhocks—which are now in the second movement of their performance.

One of the things I love most about living in a place with four seasons is how there’s always someone waiting in the wings to go on next. It’s a constantly forward-rolling wave of time.

You might want things to stand still. They may sometimes feel like they’re standing still when you’d rather they didn’t. But shift your focus to the natural world and you’ll always be able to see the pendulum swing back and forth, back and forth, from plant to plant, leaf to leaf pile, rain to flake, seed to stalk to bud to flower to seed again.

“When I get sick of what men do, I have only to walk a few steps in another direction to see what spiders do. Or what the weather does. This sustains me very well indeed.”

—E.B. White

Onwards we go,

Clara