My granddaughter Shanti (6) photographed the bunny in the yard next door.
I think of the book when I see rabbits in the wild.
“Watership Down is a classic 1972 adventure novel by Richard Adams about a group of wild rabbits fleeing their doomed warren to find a new home, facing predators, challenges, and building a new society on Watership Down in England”
The previous neighbor had planted ferns. Along his side of the driveway. I’d never planted a single fern on my side Only a couple survived on his side . Just look at the lush ferns that blew over to me.
. But look at what blew over to my side!
The Pittsburgh Park Rangers were at the Highland Park Farmhouse Playground for a Pop-Up Thursday afternoon. No live animals but lots of different furry specimens of soft tanned pelts for the kids to touch and learn about animals in our local environment. There was a squirrel, a possum, a skunk, a beaver, a raccoon, a fox, a coyote. I think there was one more I didn’t get an ID. Edit: my granddaughter said it was a deer. The first one. I should have known by the white tail
My granddaughter said the coyote felt the softest to her.
Shanti led the way back to where we’d parked the car. We’d met cousins Anna and Maura for lunch in Westerville. M
On the way, I did what my parents always did when I was growing up.
Notice a plant.
Name it.
And in this case rub the velvet leaf between your fingers.
Lamb’s Ear, the perennial, see below.
“Despite its unassuming appearance, lamb’s ear has quite a rich history. Another nickname, “wooly woundwort,” references its usefulness as a bandage, due to its astringent properties.
The leaves were used to dress wounds or as toilet paper in medieval times, and they were also reportedly used as bandages in the American Civil War.” From the. Gardener’s path
Sometimes you drive over a bridge named in honor of someone. You might glance at a sign with a name along a stretch of highway.
A plaque.
In memoriam.
A tribute.
A place named to honor, to remember.
It might be a soldier, a notable person, a hero.
I wondered about the name on this street sign- Police Officer James P. Leahy- when I took the picture but didn’t look him up until tonight
I saw this sign when I was visiting my sister
Here’s what I found
“Officer James Leahy was killed in the September 11, 2001, terrorist attacks while attempting to rescue the victims trapped in the World Trade Center.”
You can read more about Officer James P. Leahy here
There are other links that are touching , his wife speaking of her high school sweetheart, his family.
Here’s a site Honoring USA Heroes with more information.
We’ve had a lot of rain lately.
“Forecast models for May suggest roughly 98-158mm ((3.8\- 6.2\) inches) of rain, indicating a potentially wetter-than-average May”
We heard the piano music through the open window of my sister’s fifth floor apartment across the street. So when we were at street level, I snapped a few shots.
Sorry, no audio.
