Flowergram IX

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It’s been awhile since I posted a Flowergram, but whatever this cacophony of purple is in our back yard, it attracts “hummers” (aka hummingbirds) and brings me joy. I hope it does you, too! (Couldn’t resist sharing it, although my feathered friends were a bit too speedy to capture in flight — use your imagination!)

Totally un-floral (but related to lake life) is the state of The Bluff since we came back from our 4th of July sojourn to Minnesota. A huge section broke off and/or sunk in from the previous rains and run-off,  plus we were greeted with 6″ (or more) of rain upon our return. Our “view” is about to change dramatically!

Winds, waves, and ongoing high water have been undermining The Bluff daily and I’m just waiting to hear the “whoosh” when it meets its watery grave… a piece of our lives and history GONE due to unprecedented weather. (The world and its climactic conditions are in flux, and it’s good to be mindful of what that may mean for us.) On a local level, I’d sum it up as: things change — especially people, lives, and ideas — bear with it, go with it, and adapt the best you can. There’s an inspiring simplicity to this stark reality.

Bluff Stuff

On a side note (aka “story”) The Bluff has been a popular spot to catch catfish over the years and it’s not unusual to have late-night visitors lugging poles and flashlights down the slope all hours of the night. (Folks show up sporadically from midnight ’til dawn — prime cat-fishing time — to reel in a lunker or two for dinner the next day.)

I respect that (and hunger) as long as they respect the privilege of “public property.” Yes, I know it’s not “mine” but I take care of it like it is! I picked up trash along the shoreline once for two days, then tied an empty garbage bag to a tree (along with a poster of “photographic evidence,” tee hee) to remind folks not to be flagrant with Nature — or “my” neighborhood. Apparently the point was taken… I haven’t had to pick up trash since then. Win, win.

One recent evening when I was up at 1:30 a.m. (such is the life of a writer ;) I saw headlights bearing down the road, turning onto The Bluff. Let me tell you, they slammed on their brakes pretty darn quick when their front bumper reached that drop-off! Within seconds the wanna-be fishermen shifted into reverse and re-thunk their plans in the time it took to back up, because they were up the road like a shot! (I’m just thankful they didn’t go over the edge… bet they were, too.) Life on the lake is “changeable” — everybody adapts — especially fishermen. And me.

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Whether your flora is blooming locally or not (and fishing is amenable or accessible), remember to “bloom where you’re planted.”

Appreciate life in all of its stages and changes.

And, take care of yourself. (Ma Nature, too, please.) Thanks!

 Enjoying “life in progress” on the lake,

~ Kim

9 thoughts on “Flowergram IX

  1. Welcome home. The purple flowers are gorgeous and it’s so important we have flowers in our gardens to attract the birds and the bees. Those fishermen had a very lucky escape – that would have been horrific xx

    • Oh, ooops, Charlie — I accidentally “replied” in a separate comment (some days are like that!) in case you didn’t see it. Thanks again for your “eco” minded thoughts. So true!

  2. Charlie, I agree. (And thanks for the welcome home!) You’ll be glad to know I alerted the County and the Corps of Engineers first thing. Now just to wait for either to DO something… which may or may not happen until the bluff falls off. Might have to make some homemade barricades, just in case! xo

  3. There are so many sage messages in this post, Kim, and you masterfully weave them without even seeming to point it out. Yes, my Mom used to say the same thing, ‘bloom where you are planted’…and adapting and changing are the keys to growth and flourishing. That bluff will soon take another change, and I’m looking forward to seeing what God has planned for it…in the meantime, you are the glorious gatekeeper of His kingdom…no better person! xoo

    • Ally, I like the idea of being a “gatekeeper” — and a glorious one at that — thanks! ;) Our wise elders knew of which they spoke — part instinct, part experience, part passing along critical knowledge if we’d only listen. Your Mama was a smart gal — but then, the apple don’t fall too far from the tree. :)

  4. Is that first purple flower a butterfly bush by any chance? I had a couple for up until this year when I guess our winter was just too much for them.
    good for you to suggest a little bit of respect for nature. I think people mostly just don’t think & perhaps in many cases they bring trash but have no place for disposal, yet oh my what a hardship to bring it back home ;)

    • Diane, I’d never heard of a butterfly bush. (Had to Google it.) Apparently it is — and there are some pro’s & cons! Will have to do some more research. I love your tongue-in-cheek comment about taking trash back home — that would be the simplest solution, wouldn’t it?! ;)

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