I have learned a little something since I moved here three years ago. This BRIGHT yellow “weed” that I photographed on one of my walks to the Monte Vista Golf Course I now know to be asparagus. ❤
Enlightenment — I looked for it for a while a long time ago, now I think we just get it in incremental bits. Sometimes — well, in my case — we realize at various places down the road what something is. Mostly I am amazed by how much I do not understand. Sometimes I wonder how I spent the 65 years of my life when I’m still so benighted, but maybe that’s how it is for all of us.
Change uh, you know, changes things. The burned out house in the top photo has been torn down now, but the log outbuildings remain and I hope they stay. The brush of a fallow field behind it has also been mowed and the slope leading to the railroad tracks behind where the house stood is smooth, a small hay field? The old fence has been torn down, too. There are fewer places for “my” fox to hide along the edges of the pond, but he is an adaptable little guy and he’ll work it out.
The fox knows nothing stays the same.