Rainy Evening at the Garden


My garden in Brooklyn- you can’t quite see the roses in this photo but I could smell them. Rainy rose. The member’s cocktail picnic was mostly rained out, leaving the views for me.


June roses

A picture of a blooming rose bush and the stone garden fence
Bryant Park

Ten ideas

  1. A book about a book blurb someone else made up
  2. A book about birds
  3. A dress made when I need a break from writing
  4. A mystery
  5. A romance
  6. A hard science thriller
  7. A memoir
  8. An imaginary biography
  9. A short chapbook of new poems
  10. A hand printed illustrated book about leaves

Watch yer noggin

I only got a FB account because Andrea told me to, then I let the tide carry me along. Twitter and LinkedIn for work, Instagram for my Dad. 

I don’t miss visiting the sites, but without them my longing to be with my nephews and farflung friends is exposed to air, so it is either time to schedule a visit or a call or time to let go of those who are already gone. 


Great Egret

the pond was still as a mirror

Two great blue herons and this great egret were hanging out in the lake. My viewing spot was suggested as one of the best for early morning viewing in the Brooklyn Bird Club newsletter for April. It feels a bit exposed to me, with many dogs, bikes, metal detectorists and others close by, but since that didn’t bother the birds, I’ll get over it.

I can think of no greater intellectual pleasure than a new inexhaustibly complex hobby- the challenge of learning new vocab, training eyes and ears, new tools, so many specialist books and websites to study. Over a few years the knowledge set and way of looking becomes a part of me, changing fundamentally the way I live in the world.

My last long term research project was money/investing. I’m glad I conducted it, but nature is way more interesting and conveniently infinite. I was excited this morning making my lists of new to me birds (pied bill grebe! I did not know that was a thing) and then I had a moment where I was worrying about running out of new birds and not feeling this thrill. But then I remembered all the other things I don’t know basically anything about: trees, weeds, mushrooms, insects, frogs, rocks, etc. etc. etc. This will take a while. And the lab is within walking distance on every Sunday morning.

Witch Hazel in Bloom

springy Witch Hazel in bloom in Prospect Park

Not only did I find these blooms, I learned a new duck today.

my apologies, this Ring Necked Duck was shy

Last week I tried comprehensive meal planning, but with the weather jumping all over the place I found that I had no interest in my prepped rice and beans by Wednesday. My idea was to avoid eating a lot of processed food and generating a lot of fast food waste. I think I prefer sandwiches and snacks so we’ll try that this week.

Sunbathing in February

My darling dog has cataracts but from the side you can see her pretty brown eyes

I got some better photographs from the holiday weekend (not over yet). The daily practice of shooting and writing means that I see something every day that I haven’t noticed before. Fact, last year my definition of duck was basically duck. Now I know four different kinds of ducks! Did you know there is more than one kind of goose?

Snow goose enjoying black plastic environment of Brooklyn

The parks put this black plastic all around our “lake” to control the invasive phragmites. I was told that they will be taking it off this summer. Perhaps I will assist.

Did you know that the lake is fed by our drinking water? Catskills water, treated and piped in. That doesn’t seem remotely sustainable. The park should probably redesign our water features to use local resources. I never considered that they were using drinking water until BBG redesigned their water features to recirculate rainwater. Country girl mistake assuming water comes out of the ground, not from hundreds of miles away.

even the turtles were sunbathing yesterday: Red Eared Slider

Red eared sliders are common in the Park and were introduced as freed pets. They brumate, not hibernate, so they can wake up when it is 60 degrees in February to bask and then sink back to the bottom of the lake and not breathe or eat for a few weeks when it gets cold again. Probably a good technique that helped them score a spot on the top 100 most invasive species in the world.

Tree Watch

a few weeks ago in the sun

It is overcast and chilly out today and the snow from Thursday has largely melted away. The daffodils closest to our building have several inches of green above the dirt. The spring feels very close now with still a bit of natural light when I leave work.

new tree in front of the building

I wish it was a bit brighter out today to inspire me in a bit of duck photography- their bright breeding plumage is evident even to me and their elaborate seduction moves are very funny. I’ll swing by the lake a bit later if the rain holds off.

this might be a good bird watching “patch” but my neighbors also like to stand here and fish

For once in my adult life I am not job hunting, house hunting, or mate hunting. I have never been this relaxed before about my personal situation- of course I am not feeling very relaxed about our government and political forces. But with a dull homelife, turning outward seems both possible and much more effective.