Morning broke wet, grey and chilly but by noon the clouds were scuttling away. While walking with Ed to check out the state of the two houses being built a couple blocks over, I noticed a neighbor’s wisteria blooming. Back home to grab the camera and head out for a walk to the Maple Tree.
The tree is entangled by wisteria vines and during a very short week or so, the tree drips with blossoms. A show not to be missed. No flowers yet. Closer inspection reveals the buds.
On the way back home I can’t resist a short detour down a bit on embankment and through the tall grass and scattered wild camas bulbs sprouting their blue flowers on this damp hillside. Local Native Americans considered the bulbs a staple in their diet. Warning! Only the bulbs of the blue camas may be eaten, the white flowering camas are poisonous.
Heading back across the bridge I must stop to be mesmerized until a car interrupts the quiet contemplation.
Ed would rather have been down there casting a line in the water these past couple of days.