This is a series about the neighborhood flowers and flowering trees that I saw and enjoyed on my walk in the neighborhood during the stay at home months. Many of the flowers I don’t know much about and depend on Google lens to get a name. If there are mistakes, apologize for my ignorance.
The title should have have been local fauna but my after lunch stroll was not in search of them. The day started out cloudy and gloomy, not at all like a normal mid May weather at all. After a relatively late lunch, I decided to take a long walk in the neighborhood. Normally during these long walk in the neighborhood I try to complete a loop of about four to five miles. As I had already done a mile in the morning with my dog Skooby and would go out again with him in the evening, I decided to cut a leg short and return home. I was fortunate that I did that.
No one must have told this deer family about the stay at home order. Either the cloudy weather may have misled them about the time of the day or they may have heard about the new relaxations being planned and decided to try out. Either way, it was my good fortune. We do see deers from time to time in our neighborhood but mainly during early morning before the sun is high up in the sky. As I took a turn on the road towards my home, this family of deers crossed the road and started walking by the creekside fence. I decided to follow them along on the other side of the road, forgetting to take the turn to my house. For nearly a quarter of a mile they kept me company, sometimes hiding by the bushes as they ran daintily along the fence. I was more worried that they may get tempted to cross the road to taste the green grass on the front yards of my neighbors and get hit by cars that won’t be expecting deers on the road at this time of the day. As I reached the end of the road after about half a mile, I decided to turn back by the same road hoping to see them again. Alas, they have vanished by that time.
how graceful art thou
nature’s beautiful creation
the unexpected visit
a poetry in motionaa
And as this series is about local flowers that I see during my stay at home stroll in the neighborhood, I shall finish my post with a photo of flowers that I am sure will not need any introduction. I am sure the deers will appreciate.
dandelions, they don’t ask for much
to take their place in the sun
hardy warriors are they
here for the long run
A Rose is a rose
This was written yesterday night but did not get posted.
It is getting harder to keep up with my weekly post for Write Anything Wednesday. How do you create anything when the brain is tired and body just wants to shut down after a long day. Wish the event could have been Scribble Anything Saturday. But on second thought, that would have created a war with my better half. Weekends do not belong to me, weekdays belong to work. So what does belong to me? I do not have a viable answer to that. Last week I was thinking of becoming a weekend warrior. More and more, it seems to me that I am becoming a weakened warrior. Resolve is faltering, commitment to writing is slipping. Barely do I have enough time to read all the wonderful blogs. My better half has a foolproof remedy. Start exercising one hour in the morning to strengthen myself. What for? I am not joining the army to fight a war. All I am trying to do is win the battle against falling asleep so that I can finish writing my blog. If I had one hour to spare in the morning, won’t I have slept one more hour to recuperate my strength? But I will have to show respect to the commanding officer, so I concur wholeheartedly and try to stay alive to fight my battle another day.
Another day, another time. Something happened during the day today that really affected me badly. However I do believe that everything happens for a reason. We may not see the connection when it happens, but long afterwards we can connect the dots. So I am sure that whatever happened today must have happened for a reason that would be clear to me in due time. Only if I can stay hale and hearty till that time instead of my current state of a weakened warrior.
It is well past bed time and if I stay awake any more, tomorrow at work not only I be a weakened warrior, I will be a sleepy, weakened warrior. So no more thinking about a word starting with “W” for Week 15 of my fifty two weeks journey with “W”. Both the words, weakened and warrior, start with “W”. Who wants to read a poem about weakened warrior? so weakened is out the window, warrior it is. I have more than twenty four hours to finish the poem, should be enough time even for this weakened warrior. Now only if Kristi(Writerish Rambling) does not forget, like last week, to send her Write Anything Wednesday post in time.
This post is in response to WRITE ANYTHING WEDNESDAY – MAY 11TH, 2016, Daily Post Community Event, organized by Writerish Ramblings