This triptych somehow managed to eat up seven hours of a rainy Sunday. Taken on a morning walk just a few miles outside of the Porcupine Mountains Wilderness, on a sandy and driftwood strewn stretch of remote beach. The place is a Sunday favorite (followed by Syl's Cafe in Ontonagon for breakfast). Bloodroot are blooming along the Southern fenceline and therefore earn the prestigious first wildflower of the year at Rauhallinen Farm award. I added two new perennial beds in the backyard and connected two others to make one larger bed. That makes 15 and is quite enough to keep me busy weeding and deadheading across the season. One of the new beds in the backyard is located between the apple trees and will contain both traditional and Mexican sunflowers (Tithonia), as it is very sunny and they will reach 8-10 foot heights there.
"Nature keeps herself whole, and.... suffers no seat to be vacant in her college. It is the secret of the world that all things subsist, and do not die, but only retire a little from sight, and return again.... Nothing is dead: men feign themselves dead, and endure mock funerals and mournful obituaries, and there they stand looking out of the window, sound and well, in some new and strange disguise." ~Ralph Waldo Emerson, "Nominalist and Realist"