It has gotten cold lately. Shivery, goose-bumpy cold requiring, if not heating yet, at least blankets and warm jackets. But the more intrepid among us continue with business as usual. Bow, for one, is still going outside and staying out for long periods without complaint.
My new tenants moved into Orchard House last night. Their presence there will relieve me of the burden of having to heat the other house during the cold winter months. But I was surprised to see a pink rose still blooming on the front yard at Orchard House the day before, despite the bitter cold.
Of course, inside the blossom there was also an insect taking advantage. Where there are flowers, there also are bugs.
In my pasture yesterday, I spotted a ladybug inside a thistle bloom. But the ladybug was green, as if with envy. Or maybe it was green from the cold, instead of being blue.
There was also a very busy bumblebee, seemingly covered with pollen, plying its trade despite the changing weather.
After all, if there are still flowers, why shouldn't the insects keep up with their usual business?
But surely all the flowers will fade soon, like these older thistle blooms that have gone to seed, and then what will the insects do?
Except that it's not really all that simple. Today, walking in the cold, cutting wind, wearing a jacket, I spotted brand new blossoms on a bare service berry tree.
Why would the tree choose to blossom at just such a time as this?
Isn't it a terrible waste of resources? Surely, there is not time enough before the first big freeze to grow any berries! I figured this must be an isolated fluke, until I saw the blossoms on the bare limbs of the first cherry tree in my orchard.
Just like the service berry, the first cherry tree has decided to bloom.
The branches are bare, the sky is grey, there is no sunlight or warmth, but still there are blossoms. And the first cherry tree is not alone in its error. The second cherry tree has sprouted a single open pink-centered blossom.
What is the world coming to?
Will we be picking cherries in November?
Even the lawn is sprouting new flowers that were not there a few days ago. And the honeysuckle seems ready with new buds just as the mature flowers are fading.
Everywhere I look, there are new flowers blooming, despite all the dying leaves.
With so much confusion about whether it is autumn or spring, it is not wonder that all the insects are still so active.
As I was taking my walk this afternoon, this spider was walking down the path, right ahead of me.
Sometimes nature gives us such mixed signals, assuring us of the hope of spring, when winter is right around the corner. Do not be deceived!