I scooted home through the back fields today for lunch, and was surprised to see a pretty scattering of camellias. At first I looked from my standing position but found myself slowly losing altitude as I moved closer and closer to the ground. The bed of petals provided a much more lovely perspective despite the wet soil. Wishing that time was endless at that moment I enjoyed imagining setting up a little house within the cover of one of the plants. It looked like the space was just waiting to welcome some company.
Also seen today was the further greening of the fallen tree on the back edge of the field. Apparently it still has life in it as it works with its roots barely attached and the sun. I'm curious how long its functions will withstand its struggles.