In Praise of Idleness Drawing 38
November 30, 2016
A Return to Jello Mold Farm on a Foggy, Fall Day
October 12, 2014
While I was in the Skagit Valley, I took a quick side trip to walk the flower fields at Jello Mold Farm. It was a foggy morning, so instead of photographing in the morning light, I worked under white/gray skies. But there was a surprising amount of color in the fields this time of year, especially in the dahlia beds. Our warm weather has extended the growing season. Here are a few photos from my fall visit:
That Golden Time of Year
October 25, 2013
“Yellow the bracken,
Golden the sheaves . . .”
— Florence Hoatsen
Last week I celebrated the color red in the landscape. Today’s post gives equal time to the yellows, golds, and greens.
Spider Webs: Patterns of Loveliness and Mystery
September 12, 2011
“The web glistened in the light and made a pattern of loveliness and mystery, like a delicate veil.”
— E. B. White, Charlotte’s Web
It’s that time of year when the spiders are busily spinning huge webs. There are several trees in my neighborhood that are swathed in gossamer veils.
First Snow
November 23, 2010
Seattle got its first snow of the season yesterday. I’ve heard predictions that this will be a snowy winter for us. The forecasters might be right — this is early for snow to hit the city. Some years we don’t get snow in Seattle all winter long.
I enjoyed my walk to work yesterday morning. The snow was just beginning to stick, and I thought we’d be lucky to have an inch or two before it melted. Some kids were already out sledding.
The day grew increasingly blustery and cold. By evening, two to six inches of accumulation were predicted, and temperatures dropped to the teens. With the wind, it looked like a real blizzard outside. The branch libraries closed two hours early at 6:00 p.m. to give staff extra time to get home on icy streets.
Now it looks like the cold and ice will last until late Wednesday. I’m glad we have no plans to travel this Thanksgiving. I can relax and enjoy this first taste of winter.
Dew-Strung Gossamer Webs
September 22, 2010
September
by Alex Smith
Best I love September’s yellow,
Morns of dew-strung gossamer,
Thoughtful days without a stir,
Rooky clamours, brazen leaves,
Stubble dotted o’er with sheaves —
More than Spring’s bright uncontrol
Suit the Autumn of my soul.
“The artist is a receptacle for emotions that come from all over the place: from the sky, from the earth, from a scrap of paper, from a passing shape, from a spider’s web.”
— Pablo Picasso
Spiders’ Lacework Dwellings
September 8, 2010
I seem to see lots of spider webs this time of year. My friend Carol and I saw these three at the Seattle Japanese Garden.
The Spider
By Robert P. Tristram Coffin
With six small diamonds for his eyes
He walks upon the Summer skies,
Drawing from his silken blouse
The lacework of his dwelling house.
He lays his staircase as he goes
Under his eight thoughtful toes
And grows with the concentric flower
Of his shadowless, thin bower.
His back legs are a pair of hands,
They can spindle out the strands
Of a thread that is so small
It stops the sunlight not at all.
He spins himself to threads of dew
Which will harden soon into
Lines that cut like slender knives
Across the insects’ airy lives.
He makes no motion but is right,
He spreads out his appetite
Into a network, twist on twist,
This little ancient scientist.
He does not know he is unkind,
He has a jewel for a mind
And logic deadly as dry bone,
This small son of Euclid’s own.
Playing Tourist in Seattle: The Japanese Garden
September 5, 2010
I saw signs of autumn this week at the Japanese Garden in Seattle. The edges of some maple leaves had already turned orange. And the spiders were busy building webs. I plan to return in October when the fall foliage should be at its peak.
The Japanese Garden is celebrating its 50th anniversary this year. It’s a lovely oasis in the city and well worth a visit.