Pollen

It's breezy this morning and the apple blossoms are floating about; not the only thing floating about as here it's pollen time. Everything is coasted with a soft yellow haze, so yesterday was time to wash the front porch. Not the most exciting job but someone has to do it, and I will spare you photos of the clean front porch; unlike December when I showed you my clean kitchen floor. On the pond though, the pollen makes beautiful patterns that change in front of your eyes. Looks like the milky way, worlds forming, swirling through space. And thinking about pollen I wanted to know if you have read a marvellous book by Michael Pollen called "Second Nature". Even if you are not a gardener, I think you would enjoy this as he attempts to follow Thoreau's example: do not impose your will upon the wilderness. It's one of my favourite books, a keeper and very funny.

Pollen on the pond