After this afternoon’s torrential rains…
… Rokeby Avenue gleams.

UD’s Cousin Karen as Miss Prism…

… in The Importance of Being Earnest.

Some town wag…

… 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.

Off for a short trip to Harpers Ferry.

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.

The view as you open UD’s front door on a rainy Monday morning.

We have memorial bookshelves.

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

The Woods So Wild.


Bird cage brought back from Bali. On a rainy Sunday morning.

Garrett Park Farmer’s Market…
… this morning.

Time to make your bid…

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

Details when you enlarge the image.

Peonies, Day Four
Here they are after a brief, violent storm yesterday afternoon. It left picturesque raindrops all over them.

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.

I would have designed the poster with the train pulling in the same direction as the dynamically rendered PHIL. As it is, he seems not on track, but rather at odds with himself.

Morning fog; deer; downed trees chopped and ready to be dragged into the woods.
Their silhouettes in the fog are elegant. UD‘s backyard is way primeval.

A wealth of globed peonies…

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.

Just beginning to unfold. Loosening their green sheathes.

The Park Ascending

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

Food supply trucks begin to arrive at Black Market Bistro. So that Garrett Parkers need not spend one day bereft of excellently prepared fresh seafood.
Foreground and middle distance, Snowball Viburnum (I think), in Porcupine Woods (the porcupine — as in Don’t Tread on Me — is the town mascot).

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.

Snapshots from Home

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

Peonies, in a little public green planted and maintained by Garrett Parkers, about to bloom.
One of my favorite GP houses: stylish weathered fence; teeming with woodland plants. See how the house blends into its setting rather than destroying the setting and being a vile mcmansion.

Green on Green on Green.
Chez UD, this evening.

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