… in The Importance of Being Earnest.

… has placed a flamboyance of flamingos in Garrett Park’s Porcupine Woods.

As seen on UD‘s morning walk. She’s back from Harpers Ferry, having taken the MARC train to get there and the Amtrak from Chicago (an hour late) to get back.

It’s an insanely busy Saturday in town – there’s the farmer’s market, a plant swap (UD has nothing to swap, but would like to take, if they’ll let her), yard sales everywhere, etc. If you’re local, it’s a good day to see GP.

Trying to get there via the MARC train that stops right by UD’s house. We’ll see if this works. Will try to blog from there.

This is the one for my mother, Mitzi Rapp, a historian.

Variations.

… for one of the Soltans’ Fangors. Bonham’s auction, May 15, New York City. (Scroll down to Lot 7 here.)

Also seen all over town on this morning’s walk: Political signs. Details of the pitched battle for town council here. One sign – très Garrett Park – features first name only and an allusion to the trains that run through town. Indeed this candidate is a self-professed choochoophile who bought a house near the tracks so he could hear freight being hauled all the time.

… abounds along UD‘s early morning Garrett Park walks. She’s been following one planting in particular (see photograph a few posts below this one) as “the fist of a bud / sprung into petals” begins to do its petaling thing. So here’s a picture of the same peonies twenty-four hours after that first picture.

Garrett Park wakes up, and UD watches it happen on today’s walk.

As UD walked along Strathmore Avenue, a big red fox slowly crossed in front of her, gazing at your blogeuse the entire time. Two families in town keep chickens, and a neighbor told me the other day that a fox got into one of the henhouses and went to town.

Two images from this morning’s walk through Garrett Park.