I've oddly decided to renovate a section of the secret garden. I'm not sure if the area I have chosen is historically part of the secret garden or adjacent to it, but this section was in particular need. The exhaust from one of those 'artificial' water retention ponds was washing a trench into this spot. I've only recently, and still tentatively, volunteered myself as a steward to this area.
This area, along the bend of an often dry creek, has a new and deeper feeling for me. It seems as if some significant historical event happened here. I'd be so curious to know.
This garden has become the most beautiful place on earth to me as I've taken the time to notice each new flower. And even more exciting are the beautiful insects, like a pair of red dragon flies I saw flying in formation as miniature red barons. Unfortunately, my personal camera skills where not sufficient to capture the airshow. Shown above are flowers similar in color to the dragon flies, minus some cool black pent stripping. The flowers will sit still for a photo op, and so we can all appreciate their patience!
|What garden would be complete without a snake? I met the owner of this on the trail this afternoon.|
|He was there on the trail, enjoying the sun and warming up after shedding his skin in the water. That is until I came up and scared him into a natural silt screen.|
|Well now I'm a bit reluctant to sit in that cool stone chair that sits just under the brush piles that the snake likes to hang out in. I'm glad I noticed him before he slithered past me while I'm sitting down there.|
Remember there was a television sitcom where the plot was about a flower fanatic? The neighbor was growing a flower that will only bloom in the middle of the night, do you remember? Maybe it was Mr. Wilson? One must stay up all night to see the flower. So it is that this secret garden has a flower like that. It's called frost weed and it blooms on the first "cold as shit" night of winter. One must stay up all night to actually see it bloom because the ice usually pops out of the plant as the temperature drops far below freezing in the middle of a Texas winter's night. This 'ice' flower is a beautiful ribbon of frost. If you miss the moment of violent creation, you must at least get your lazy butt down to the garden before the winter sun (in Texas) melts the ribbons.
Here, what looks a bit like a weed, I've highlighted some of them with rocks. Hopefully when it blooms this winter in a dazzling display of ice, I will have a nice picture with a neat rocky background. For now, the honey bees are enjoying the frost-weeds summertime foliage.
|Meanwhile, I will continue to enjoy the flowers that are currently in full bloom also.|
Next time you eat a perfectly ripened fruit, imagine that you are a hungry young monkey discovering the taste of sweet fruit for the first time. This is how eagerly we should enjoy every moment of life. Here in the garden, beauty-berry bushes grow wild.