The trail, originally uploaded by leyaevelyn.
The weather was delicious over the Victoria Day weekend. Besides long hours in my studio and long walks in the woods, I attacked the weeds in my garden and made a dent in their claim for squatters’ rights. I now have a decent patch of edible greens and much more on the way.
This time of year, when the sun stays up late, and the beauty of new growth feels so tender, I often feel like crying, knowing how soon it will be cold again. I just want to make the most of what warm days we have.
It’s warm enough now to go out without a sweater and that alone feels strange. Weather here is always a topic of conversation; it is so unpredictable.