She “goes to bed wi’ th’ sun, And with him rises weeping.’ – Shakespeare, The Winter’s Tale It does seem to be craning to look at the sun for guidance…
(365 Day 143 Photo) I’ve been thinking about the garden today, as I’m shortly going on vacation and leaving our two dogs, kitten, and the plants behind. It’s like leaving…
Sounds like primetime voice-over censoring, but no it really is just pitchforks and shovels. Last weekend I added my little bit of compost to my little bit of garden and…
This is blogging cliff notes. I’ll hit the high points: Coming home from camping I took this at a stoplight. I just couldn’t get over the color of the sky. …
My pictorial cure for the beginnings of a migraine at 11:47 with the first day of school looming: the unscheduled, colorful, climb-y, lanky, slightly wild things of summer. (my flickr)
The garden reached it’s zenith and what was green and crowded when these were taken is now dry and browning. It’s time to make room for Fall. basil, day…
