Almost, but not quite

I always thought trees were supposed to live on and on.  That's not been our experience at this house.  Some trees have thrived.  The township, or the developer, or someone authorized the planting of two maple trees in everyone's front yard back in 1998, shortly after we bought the house.  In 2026, both trees are still alive and well.

Landscapers planted other trees in the yard that are no longer alive.  The Bradford pear was the victim of a freak snowstorm in October 2011 that overloaded the leafy branches and broke them off at the trunk.  The red maple in the back yard just died for some reason, about 20 years after it was planted.  The cherry tree in front of the storm door leaked sap for a few years before dying.  Don't know whether any of this had to do with the invasive spotted lanternflies or some disease.

This weeping cherry tree got sick around 2022 and two or three full-size limbs stopped producing leaves, but a couple of others have survived every winter since then.  For a few days in spring, the blossoms appear just like always, and I take pictures because I think it's going to be the final year for the tree.  

Lucky timing

We've lived here for decades, and I can count on one hand the times I've seen a snake.  Here's the one I saw today while appreciating the wildflowers and tree blossoms in the back yard.  

Wildflowers along a stream

April 10, 2026, Ringoes, NJ 

New appearance

Yesterday, this wasn't in our back yard.  Today, a few clumps of verbena appeared near the stump of a red maple.  I found images of the same kind of flower in the same area and dated July 2025, so if it's not a perennial, it self-seeded.

 

Only one

The back yard has a growing number of dandelions, to go with the speedwell and the violets.  Today, this yellow flower appeared for the first time, and was the only one of its kind in the yard.  A quick search reveals it to be mock strawberry, and likely more of its kind will follow throughout the spring and summer.

First the speedwell, then the violets

These are growing along the sidewalk and slightly over the property line, so not ours, but still the first wood violets I've seen this spring. 

Undercover Cat

  

 Our little tabby girl has dragged the chair cover away from the arm and seat of the family room chair, along with the blue and white fleece blanket atop it that was meant to be her burrowing place.  After taking the photo, I pulled the edge back down so she could remain snuggled away from the light.

Along the front sidewalk

Always glad to see the creeping speedwell emerge in our yard.  It's a sign of spring.

 

Tuesday Morning

There's a folder of bookmarks at the top of the browser window, labeled "Anytime now."  I've had similar folders in the past with other names, like "Read sooner" and "USA" (not as descriptive, but it didn't take up much space on the bookmark bar either).

The majority of the bookmarks in those folders probably never did get followed up, but this morning I opened one of dozens saved under "Anytime now," and the following is what I learned.  

Source:  "Show Girl", J.P. McEvoy, 1928

Skillabootch?  Here's where I found out more about McEvoy, whose writing style likely would have fit in well a hundred years later.  

A few pages earlier, he'd referenced a business that was clear from the context, but I went down the rabbit hole anyway...

... and found a 1938 article from the New York Times that served as The Rest of the Story about Cain's Warehouse.  Big in '28, closed for good in '38.

"In the old days, [Cain] continued, there was always the rental from shows stored for the Summer. But soon he found consignments left overtime, and he had to sell them. Electrical fixtures might bring a fair return, but there wasn't much of a market, say, for the tropical love setting in 'Congai,' or a chariot-wheel from an ancient Klaw-Erlanger 'Ben Hur.'"  

  --  "Curtain Is Rung Down on Cain's, Warehouse for Closed Shows," 9 February 1938, no byline

Something to show for it

Kit Charlemagne, March 9, 2:00 p.m.

First creeping speedwell of the year, March 8, 12:30 p.m. 

Nope, not really close

From time to time I look for interesting rabbit holes at Duke University's Library, the Resource of Outdoor Advertising Descriptions (ROAD).  Last night, I saw a photograph of the illuminated billboards at Broadway and 37th Street in New York City.  

Inexplicably, its date is given as 1898, considering that one of the billboards promotes a production that claims it has been seen by President Taft, Vice-President Sherman, and Speaker Cannon.  It took a few seconds to confirm William Howard Taft was President from 1909-1913 and that the play, "Tillie's Nightmare", ran from May 5, 1910 - July 09, 1910 for 77 performances, and again for 8 more in December 1911.   

It should come as no surprise that a popular Broadway show was turned into a moving picture, although under an altered title.  The female lead remained Marie Dressler, while the male lead role went to a rising star who had already appeared in dozens of short films for producer/director Mack Sennett.  

The days just fly by

Enjoying every day with my wife, my best friend of 41 years.  After her long hard 2025, we appreciate her good days even more.

Walked a mile, rebounded for 15 minutes, ate only one full meal and part of another.  Vice:  12 oz Mexicoke.

It's just been that kind of month

 

Afternoon napping

From left:  Nelson and Kit Charlemagne

Back yard, late afternoon, the day after a foot of snow

Early morning snow

Taken at 6:00 a.m., or about 90 minutes before sunrise.  Details on the file say that it was 1/4 second at f/1.8 and ISO-2500, with no flash.  The neighbors have several ground lights in their front yard.  

 

Kit Charlemagne in the late afternoon sun

Waiting with faint hope

To begin with, I was pretty, pretty, pretty close to 40°33'56.9"N 75°35'07.2"W in the map screen shot immediately below.  

The next image gives you an idea of what I saw looking west from nearby Grange Road, April 21, 2024.  One white flower was visible in the middle of an open field, and I walked over for a closer look.   

Soon the flowers were gone and the field was planted in soybeans.  But next spring, April 29, 2025 to be exact, the same kind of white flowers reappeared, shown in the third image.  They're called ornithogalum nutans, or drooping star-of-Bethlehem, and evidently their bulbs are pretty hardy, if not always welcome.

Finally, a view of the same field looking south, January 6, 2026.  The area shown in the prior pictures hasn't yet been dug up or graded, but in my experience, there's not much reason to be optimistic.

Until the early part of the decade, the roadside was seldom tended, and wildflowers grew all along it, including chicory, hawkweed, red clover, and Queen Anne's lace.  A short distance away, purple asters thrived near the bypass.  All that has changed, and I'm glad I took pictures while I had the chance.

March 13:  Township appears to have scraped off all remaining topsoil and piled it up for transfer somewhere else.  And that's that.

Shrug

And then things started happening, and writing in here went to the bottom of the priority list.  Let's see how I feel in a few days before going any further.