I just found this photo gift in my email - yet another reason to appreciate technology. Gus, Meara and Rosie spent the weekend on the Oregon Coast with a house full of friends. Nothing makes me happier than to see my favorite three people happy.
Forty-some years ago I was introduced to F. Scott Fitzgerald by someone who influenced my life in profound, sometimes wonderful, and sometimes very difficult, ways. I had always been a reader but he talked to me about books - what he was reading, what I was reading, what new books were coming out, why one story worked and another didn't. No one had ever talked to me about reading and books like that before. And then he told me to read F. Scott Fitzgerald, and he gave me The Great Gatsby. After reading 'Gatsby' I went to the library and found everything by Fitzgerald. One after another I read every novel and every short story. I was blissfully obsessed.
So why this post about Fitzgerald? Because we have been having uncommonly warm weather and that has made the lilacs bud early. And every year when the lilacs bloom I remember one of my favorite passages from Gatsby.
As lovely as this passage is, early in Gatsby is the most perfectly written scene ever.
Today we had another record breaking high temperature - well over 80 this afternoon. This gives us 7 days of record highs this March in Albany. There have never been so many record highs in any one month in Albany. Everything is sprouting, blooming, budding ... So while I was out with Blackie I thought I would check the pond to see what critters were enjoying the oddly warm weather.
Garth the Gargoyle
After finding the pond full of tadpoles and minnows I started back to the house and that's when I located The Beast. He was moving as fast as possible towards the pond.
Luckily fast for a snapping turtle gave me time to find a bait cage to stop him from actually making it to the pond where he would have spent the summer dining on the fish and tadpoles. This particular snapping turtle is quite small but I can tell you, when pissed off he really did look beastly. I did not have the presence of mind to get a picture of him with his mouth open - trust me when I say that it was sufficiently terrifying to keep me from getting my fingers anywhere near him.
So The Beast has been humanely moved far from the pond. And I am still in possession of all fingers.
This was taken on February 18th - about a month ago when we had one of the biggest snow storms all this winter season. (Actually we had the biggest storm on February 29th, Leap Day. Had there only been the usual 28 days, this February would have been in the number one spot for least snowiest February ever in Albany.) This lovely little spruce is from Gus and Meara's wedding (2008).
Yesterday was exceptionally warm in Albany (another day of record breaking high temperatures). I went down to the pond to check on the pussy willows and they were perfect for cutting - fully open, furry little catkins.
Gus and Rosie, ready for a walk.
This is a Lipstick Plant which does not bloom often so I figured now was the time for a photo.
Rosie is teething on her current favorite book. She has very good taste (sorry, I couldn't resist)
because this is actually the copy Gus had of Max's New Suit by Rosemary Wells - a favorite of his too.