I love watching my garden wake up in the early morning hours of summer.
As the sun rises over the eastern ridge, birds, bees, and small mammals begin to stir. One of the most captivating sights is the mullein plants — their tall stalks covered in creamy yellow blossoms stretch high into the air, taller than me.
Mullein feels alive with energy. A hummingbird flits between the honeysuckle and the mullein, its tiny wings buzzing as it crisscrosses the garden. Nearby, a woodpecker moves up and down the stalk, focused on foraging, seemingly unaware of its surroundings.
In this quiet, golden moment, nature comes alive with subtle beauty and gentle motion — a peaceful start to another summer day.