Equality, do you want it? You're not getting it for Christmas

[sovay]

Despite feeling especially weird and fractured and furious with a country and now it seems a state that would like me to die conveniently off (bureaucracy, finances, doctors, catch-22's), I managed to get out of the house this evening with spatch and a camera.



The heart of a clematis looks like a sea anemone. Or an alien.



Rose season gives way to daylily season.



A couple of roses are still giving their best Georgia O'Keeffe.



I could not manage to take a picture of these hydrangeas that made them look like as much of a Tiffany pattern as they did in three dimensions.



Remember last year when I discovered that we live across the street from slaveholding ground? There's the monument to prove it. History in this country is like tripping over a branch and finding it's bone. Six hundred acres of land and, to begin with, three human beings.



We walked on. We applauded this unknown plant at the end of Governor Winthrop Road.



The foxgloves were blueshifting.



The texture of the petals as much as their color fascinated me.

I am beginning to feel that my life has become a perpetual process of discovering damage I knew I had taken but didn't understand the depth of and I have to say it's a lot more wearying than any process of discovery has a right to be. My brain just stalled out this evening trying to assimilate the idea of people having loyalty to me. That's terrible. I'm not even sure it's Tiny Wittgenstein. It's just stupid.

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[asakiyume]

Let me promise you, in place of an omniscient narrator, that the people I've witnessed in your life are deeply, permanently loyal to you. I don't know a whole lot about any of them, but that's one thing I do know. It's a reason I have for feeling a sense of commonality with them.

Thank you for this bouquet of brilliant colors and textures. I want to touch the lilies in the last one. Your blue-shifting foxgloves are delphinium. The あじさい/hydrangea are THE flower of this season in Japan, and seeing those beauties makes me very nostalgic. And I want to go to the world that clematis is from. Oh wait, I live here. ... Anyway, it's a very healing bouquet for me--I hope that true, real healing comes soon for you.

[sovay]

Let me promise you, in place of an omniscient narrator, that the people I've witnessed in your life are deeply, permanently loyal to you.

I believe you. I am just emotionally having a lot of difficulty with the concept.

Thank you for this bouquet of brilliant colors and textures.

You're welcome. I'm just happy that so many flowers are blooming into the summer. I never paid much attention to their seasons before, but now I'm looking forward to seeing what else turns up.

The あじさい/hydrangea are THE flower of this season in Japan, and seeing those beauties makes me very nostalgic.

I didn't know that! I am especially glad I posted them, then. (What is the transliteration of the name? I do not read Japanese.)

Anyway, it's a very healing bouquet for me--I hope that true, real healing comes soon for you.

Thank you.

[asakiyume]

That's transliterated as "ajisai"--they are so, so this-weather

[sovay]

That's transliterated as "ajisai"--they are so, so this-weather

Thank you!

Which micro-season are we in now?

[asakiyume]

I had to check: it turns out it's "crow-dipper sprouts"

"Crow-dipper" turns out to be an English-language common name for Pinellia ternata, which is native to China, Korea, and Japan but invasive here. It's apparently used in Chinese medicine. The name in Japanese, 半夏 (hange) is very seasonally evocative: half-summer.

[sovay]

The name in Japanese, 半夏 (hange) is very seasonally evocative: half-summer.

Nice!

If it's invasive, I'll keep an eye out for it.