But he will just have to bear with me, because, after all, it is spring, and that is the season for flowers.
In the morning, we wake up to beautiful birdsong. I let Brownie into the yard at sunrise, and I wish I could follow him, too, because the songs of the birds are beckoning me.
I have seen quite a few butterflies on my walks in the field, but they won't stop for a portrait.
In the afternoons, when it is no longer chilly, Bow goes outside.
The dogwood is already putting out its showy blossom, although the parts that pass for petals are still green.
|Green dogwood flowers|
The dogwood blossoms are really set up to produce drupes, so it's those little green balls in the center that are the buds which will one day soon bloom into flowers, which in turn will seem like fruit. But the things that look like flower petals now are merely bracts.
But Bow does not care about all that, and he sees no need to rehash it every time the dogwood blooms.
However, Bow does like to eat peaches and cherries and pears and apples, so he does see the usefulness in allowing me to go out and inspect the blossoms in our orchard.
And after Bow has gone to bed, I make another pass, and I get to see the apple blossoms on our brand new apple tree up close.
Beauty can be functional. April flowers can bring us edible fruit later on in the summer and fall.
But for now, we can admire the flowers.