Sundry Wonders recounts what I saw and thought along my walks with Ollie over the past week. Photos taken with a Fujifilm X-T4 (very much a beginner) or my Pixel 5 phone (if we walked in the middle of the day, or I was in a bit of a rush). I’d love to hear about and see what you experienced this week. Let me know in the comments!

A whole beat longer

For a whole beat longer than made me feel comfortable, I thought, “What a lovely spring morning. Summer’s coming. I’m going to do all those things I wanted to do” and imagined myself on a hazy seaside picnic. It took a reddening leaf staring me in the face as I passed to snap me back to reality.

I turned the corner sheepishly, hoping that the few commuters didn’t see my springtime reverie written on my face. A commuter did spot my sheepish expression and looked at me, wondering what I was thinking. I nearly asked, “Did you think it was spring, too?” I caught myself.

Up in a blink

Last week was confusing, in my defense. The heat returned in earnest, allowing friends and I to sit outside comfortably well into the mid-October evening. My friends had gone to the Institute of Contemporary Art earlier (I’d had therapy, for obvious reasons), and we met up at the closest nondescript patio in the soulless Seaport.

I got turned around finding them, disoriented in all the newness. “Remember when it was just the Barking Crab or walking over to Lucky’s after the ICA?” I thought to myself.

As we caught up, we looked around at the glass towers that had gone up in a blink and will be under the sea in a generation’s time, a monument to hubris.

We’re beginning to understand what a generation’s time means. I didn’t snap any photos.

Summer flowers the color of autumn

Dahlias are out in numbers now, ostentatious summer flowers the color of autumn, reds and oranges against the leaves beginning to turn. Everyone stops to snap photos now, sharing a beat in time.

I passed the house with the lush garden festooned with costumed flamingos and other lawn art. Last week I met the gardener, who is as delightful as I’d hoped. He told me that a frost was coming and that he’d put some scarves on the flamingos then.

I spied a forgotten googly-eyed rock fading on a fencepost. The owners of William James’s house deck it out for Halloween every year, and it just cracks me up.

It is now for a whole beat

Leaves turning, two trees already mostly branches now, red and yellow leaves on the ground. I got Ollie to sit pretty in the red leaves, but he would not look at me. I remembered that he’s just about a year older now and did mental math to comfort myself.

I kicked leaves in a rhythm, my body remembering the seasons and years, and reminded myself that it was now for a whole beat.

Snaps.

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