One has just been sent out as a biblical dove, has found nothing green, and slips back
into the darkness of the ark -- Kafka

Thursday, June 30, 2011

A Short Walk Down Memory Lane: To MacCready Reserve and Back

Didn't go far: from Mom & Dad's to MacCready Reserve (now in the guiding hands of Michigan State University), and back again. Didn't do any trails; just stopped and relieved myself, then made the return trip.

Tiger lilies are in bloom; blackberries and black raspberries aren't ready (though many are sporting pink or reddish caps). Besides the pervasive green of early summer, there were very few other colors. Except maybe the "snot flowers" (at least that's what we call them) which dotted the green shoulders and ditches with bluish purple (one neighbor even encourages these "weeds" to grow in her roadside garden).

The usual friends (though many are growing old and decrepit): oak, maple, walnut, and hickory. The sassafras with its indecisive hands (seems three fingers are dominant but it also does one and two). The invasive charlie--roadside and yardwide--which I don't remember in childhood.

The corn I passed will not be knee-high by the Fourth.

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