Rain, sun breaks, it all feels fresh. The ground is wet, it’s easy to move things around, plants settle quickly. The days shrink and may inspire pessimism—the inverse of March’s day-expanding optimism—but if you work outside now, there will be more time next spring to observe.
Not that things have stopped growing. This November feels particularly spring-like, with tropical storms delivering drenched days and highs in the 50s. I wrote about this, from the perspective of one common flower doing one weird thing.
Blog post: Second Spring
Oh, and if you noticed that my last email was essentially a blog post and this one is a prompt to go to the blog itself… sorry? I’m just going where the wind takes me. Like this weird silk sack that dropped from a Douglas-fir during several days of intense wind and landed in our Halloween decorations. I have no idea what it is but there’s something inside—a meal? Bonus points if you can find the spider surveying the scene.