Outside, Damsel Fly |
In the absence of Florida lizards to chase, a Damsel Fly is a suitable substitute for Cooper. He found great joy in catching a hapless creature this afternoon. Of course, I was unable to rescue the fly and so decided it was time to take all three dogs out for a walk to inspect Peter's handiwork in the Meadow.
Rock Wall separating Meadow (left) from Lawn (right) |
Looking up at The Lawn |
Reclaimed Meadow |
View from The Meadow of the Lawn and Cottage |
Meadow view up to the Cottage |
It's interesting that mowing is such a satisfying activity. You can see your progress immediately. On the down side, you can also see areas recently mowed, growing, again. :-( The hidden bonus, aside from exercise, is when you roll over a small evergreen tree, you get a burst of Christmas fragrance. There are young blueberry and bayberry plants in the lawn and when mowed they let off a completely different, yet incomparable berry smell. And then, of course, there is the summer sweet smell of freshly mowed grass. . .
Rock Wall |
A Hollow in the Woods at the edge of the Meadow |
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