Color Riot for the Feast of St. John

There is the St. Johnswort, right on time. But gardens, roadsides, and fields alike are full of color today. It's everywhere.

My gift peonies were cut two weeks ago, and I was thinking it was the end of their time with me. After cutting off the faded blossoms, however, I decided there are still more flowers to come.

Then there is my haul from this morning's farm market. More color. June is a month of color Up North, almost making us forget we ever had winter.

This is the 600th post of A Shot in the Light. Thank you for enjoying Michigan scenery with me.

Bearing Fruit at Last

It's been a few years since I planted two apple trees just past the big barn. I've forgotten how many years exactly. I've forgotten the names of the apple varieties. (We chose a couple we liked.) But this year the trees are bearing fruit at last, and that makes me very happy. It reminds me, too, that while keeping expectations realistic  may hold heartbreak at bay, it's also important to keep hope alive.

It's Friday, and Everyone Is Hurrying in the Same Direction