Changes marking time

Some things here at the old house in on the island don’t change a lot … the live oak trees, the spanish moss, the way the sandy soil of the yard sinks underfoot.

Other things seem to be in perpetual flux.  The sounds of traffic on the road a few blocks away. The scents that whisper on the incoming breezes…right now, sweet with jasmine and wisteria…or sometimes earthy and salty with the scent of the marshlands.

The changes I mark most  are the ones whose change reminds me that, over the span of time, nothing changes so very much.  Constant changes.  Like the ocean tides. The great horned owls in the hollow of the live oak…mating, brooding, raising their young…and moving on until next time. The anole coming out with the warmth of spring…big dominant males puffing their throats to warn off the small, slender teenagers with their cocky attitudes, and the coy  females who in the end, really make all the decisions.

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Frogs and toads are laying their eggs, and soon that too will signal change as they become tadpoles and tadpoles become frogs/toads and the damps areas of my yard come alive with song.

The pear tree has blossomed already.  There will be fruit before long.  I await the promise of the fig I have so carefully nurtured through all these winters and this spring’s random frosts far too late in the year…. without someone to cover and protect it, there would be no sweet fruit this year.  No promise of tiny baby fig trees to grow and continue into the future.

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Changes that serve as reminders that it is my privilege and my duty to protect this fragile environment around me.  I don’t grow exotic plants.  I nurture the ones nature placed here…and the ones generations past left behind.  Like the ancient azaleas lining the yard and standing in odd circles about the yard where once… decades ago, they surrounded some long ago tree….now lost to the changes of time and the vagaries of weather.  Yet the azaleas remain, reminding us of time past…and changes yet to come.

Immutable change…as constant and unpredictable as my ocean.

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my magnificent magnolia….and other tales from the backyard

I have a magnolia tree.  Not too old, but old enough it towers above everything but the live oaks, beautifully pyramidal in form, deep glossy green and loaded with rust colored buds and huge creamy white flowers it is my showpiece.  I love this tree.  Southern Magnolia (Magnolia grandiflora) flower   I wish I had a picture of the whole tree!

But these blossoms perfume the whole yard.  Heaven. 

And to make things even more amazing in the yard… I have hot banana peppers, baby white eggplants, big yellow bell peppers, tomatoes that are almost ripe, cucumbers going crazy…. and my FIG TREE is loaded down with baby figs.  So exciting.

In backyard news of the animal variety…. glass snakes! LOTS of them.  Looks like last year’s bumper crop of babies did well and now I have large, fat beautiful glass snakes in every part of the landscape.  Since they are actually legless lizards no one needs to freak out over their presence and it is so nice to see nature’s creatures enjoying the habitat I provide for them.  

Such a brief span of time…

…and so many changes!

The weather swung from our usually temperate Lowcountry winter to some chilly days and bitter night.  Had to cover my fig, baby yellow camellia, and lemon trees.  Now we have swung back to sunny skies, warming gradually, and no more blankets over the plants.

Challenges changed from me worrying about how much gas we were using…to my dd totaling the poor little Kia last night. She thankfully is fine except for a sprained wrist and a very swollen hand.  My much loved car will be using no more gas.  Kinda sad, and yet I see the balance in this change. More budget, less expense.  A new appreciation on the part of the teens for having a car at all since we are on foot for the next few weeks,  Both the exercise and the discipline will be good for them.

Changes in my work in progress (wip) as well.  A new conflict rears its head, a new (future) threat begins to reveal itself, and some dynamics in my little group are shifting.  Such fun tweaking and tightening and filling the details.

Best of all, my just-graduated from college (SUMA cum laude!) daughter surprised me with an unannounced visit tonight!  So wonderful to have her here even just for one day ❤  So we will make a Chick-fil-A run (she is gluten free and Chick fil A is one of our ‘safe’ places) and then home to work on our laptops, eat junk food, and maybe watch a movie or play games.

Life is good.