Pokeweed

It’s been more than a week since I’ve posted here, and in that time, J and I have driven to the Midwest and back, visiting his family in Pittsburgh and my family in Ohio. Last night while I was taking the dogs out, one of the hornets in the nest near our dog-pen stung me, as if she’d forgotten who I was. While I gently shook her from my shirt-sleeve, I heard a screech owl wailing from one of our backyard pine trees: welcome home.

Today’s photo of a late-blooming pokeweed is one I shot this time last year.