A week when our world bloomed at every turn.
When daylillies greeted each morning with a trumpet like burst.
A week when the bird feeder became a chipmunk’s snack bar,
thwarting all Frank’s efforts to keep him at bay.
A week when blueberries reached their favor peak,
and my attempt at homemade pita bread was only
a limited success, looking better than it tasted.
A week when social distancing eased enough to allow
for the sweetness of much needed contact,
and local restaurants welcomed us back
to newly configured seating in outdoor spaces.
A week of tentative steps into today’s new normal.
Hi Mary Jane,
Frank recently shared your writings here on Saltwater Influenced and I am very impressed. It’s amazing how I am relating to to your observations of the world around us. At first I thought it was a joint venture with his photography. Not so, you do so very well there too!
I have a comment and a suggestion for Frank to help in his efforts to ward of the pesky chipmunks.
Our AC service guy hearing of our battle with the pesky critters told us to place a couple bars of
soap, not any soap, but Irish Spring soap inside the wire cage with the cylinder holding the seed.
Can’t be definite about it bing a final solution but it sure has helped. Also helping is our neighbor and her using her small animal have-a-heart trap catching a dozen or so at last count. She let’s them loose in the sand dunes around Chapoquoit beach.
Thank you for something to look forward to each month.
Thank you for your kind words! Also for your tip re: our relentless little chipmunk.