The profusion of roses on the hedge across the street, and the pansies blooming along my driveway would be a feast for the deer, should they come by. I haven't seen them in a while.This time of year, there is so much food for them closer to the wilder lands of the canyon that they can afford to ignore the delicacies of our suburban gardens. Too, the youngest deer may not yet be ready to venture into the town, with its traffic and its frightening dogs. It will probably be a while before I se the deer again.
The dogwoods are leafing out, the green invading the clouds of fading blossoms which are beginning to fall. Soon the pavements will be littered with them. The loss of their color will be compensated for by the azaleas and rhododendrons which have just bloomed. There are still a few weeks of bright color left before the summer greens and browns predominate. The heat today was but a foretaste of what is in store. Last summer turned out to be rather mild. I might hope, but I doubt we'll be so lucky two summers in a row. Afternoon walks will likely be unpleasant within a couple of weeks, and I will wait until evening's relative cool to go out. The passing of May, the fall of the dogwood blossoms, making me sad.
