Giving water. Wall Garden. Lost in thought, gazing in that vague and open way, for movement of the tree frogs, or spring peepers of the Old Place, but mostly, lost in thought when the Brain alerted. LOOOK! and i startled and looked. Those stalk stumps mean only one thing.
here????????
yes. here. How brilliant, the Hawk Moth, amidst a meadow of dry seeding native grasses, a forest of Pine and Oak. No garden here, ever before. No tomatoes or eggplant. Ever before. Nightshades. Then, there are natural occuring nightshades...???? I am in awe of the Brilliance of this evolved biosphere. In awe.
