And the bat population is rebounding! Jon sees them down on the river at dusk and there is evidence of their sleeping quarters under the shutters and eaves. We also hear them crossly chittering when wakened midday from a good dream. We have been watching The Blue Planet again, whale-watching for hours. Macro or micro, mammals rock.
Today we walked a wonderful conservation area and I shot a number of flower references to paint this winter. Jon remarked that our own echinacea was pretty pathetic by comparison. I stoutly defended our little survivors who have somehow photosynthesized enough to produce a few flowers in the shade. Someday I hope to have a sunny garden plot. But as a prairie kid who gardened in nothing but sun, I have to admit to a weakness for the deep forest. Even orchards enchant. The first time I saw edible apples - not crabapples, although they make great jelly - I was overcome with wonder.
Ever the cheap date.