Wednesday as I was leaving the gym, this little flower garden right across the street from the Y caught my eye. Wow, I thought, everything is in bloom. When did that happen? I guess while I was inside working up a sweat. Then I saw several bees buzzing around in there, quite busily gathering pollen. I took my camera and placed it close to the flowers, taking at least a dozen pictures, and I captured this:
Bee mining pollen
I've been told that the little ball on his back leg is pollen that he (she?) is gathering for the hive. Might end up being some honey one of these days. This was just a chance shot; none of the others I took were worth saving, so you can bet I was pleased. This time of the year in the Pacific Northwest is just about perfect, with temperatures in the low sixties to mid-seventies and blue skies mixed with clouds.
On our way to Noisy Creek
The two guests (Sharon and Sandra) who came with us to Noisy Creek last Thursday were exclaiming over and over about the beauty of the area. They live in Virginia and it was their first visit to the Pacific Northwest. It made me aware of how accustomed I have become to the beauty around me. It's normal now, but when I was first exposed to ferns and flowers growing everywhere, I was the same way. I wish there were some way for me to keep a beginner's eye.
Hidden Creek, taken last Thursday
When I look at this picture, I can almost hear the sound of the water rushing down the narrow opening, spraying a fine mist that I could feel on my face. We were all smiling as we felt that icy spray before we moved on. It's not that Colorado, where I lived before I retired, was not beautiful as well, but there is something about this area that continues to inspire me. The Colorado area where I lived is considered to be semi-arid, and the contrast makes it feel like I live in a rain forest.
Front porch flowers
With a vegetable garden in the back and my front porch beginning to fill with flowers, I cannot help but be grateful that I live right here in the Pacific Northwest. The thought of all those weeks of rain and the short days of winter are just a distant memory; we are only a few days short of the longest day of the year, the summer solstice in the Northern Hemisphere. I am feeling very fortunate.