I took a brief walk through the wetland preserve that borders my backyard this morning. The light was good, but the wetlands haven’t really taken off yet this year. Maybe it is too busy doing what it does best, sopping up excess rainfall. I could hear water rushing through its ditches as it continued working through yesterday’s heavy rain. There were plenty of red winged blackbirds chirping around me, but they all flew away the moment I pointed my camera lens toward them.
I spotted fleabane and daisies today. The thistle continue their slow march skyward, but they will not bloom until the height of summer.
Thistle leaves
I’m not sure what this is, but I have a feeling it seeded from someone’s yard that borders the wetlands. It looks too tame to belong.
Intensity Without Mastery 