The glorious Stargazer Asiatic Lily, the latest photo of which I took yesterday, showing yet more blossoming . . .

. . . came under attack last night. By a deer, of course, at just the right height for them . . . chewed off two blossoms. (Also took the beautiful single red rose that had recently blossomed.)


We figured the combination of fencing (not eight feet high, however) — and especially dogs (two), one of which definitely senses trouble and comes out, barking, at night) — was keeping out the deer who roam the neighborhood.
No longer!
Beauty destroyed. Just like that!
C’est la vie!
Impermanence!
Meanwhile, impermanence is producing huge bounty in our large, well fenced vegetable garden. Today’s surplus for those who walk by:

For more on garden goings’ on, see posts on greenacresvillage.org. I’m about to begin to create a new post on today’s work party . . .
It’s been so cloudy, rainy, and foggy and especially, unbelievably humid, for so long now (humidity at 100% at times; I didn’t know humidity could exist that high without rain!), that I’ve begun to call Bloomington “Gloomington.” And gearing up for the next few days . . . up to 95° temps . . .
Like living in a rain forest. And the plants all love it.
”And you? My teacher looked up, his left eyebrow arched, pencil poised. 'I want to do a paper on the concept of time.’” I mumbled, timidly. 'Time?' He sniffed. “I wouldn’t touch the subject. Too difficult.” — AK, 1967
Ph.D. 83
Astrologer, published author, conference presenter, world traveler, founder & editor of Crone Chronicles: A Journal of Conscious Aging (1989-2001) , and founding visionary of Green Acres Permaculture Village (2010 to present).
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