Every fall I order seeds. And every winter when I can’t play in the dirt outside, I play in the dirt inside and sow seeds. I sowed zinnia and cosmos seeds in February. In early May I filled a large patio pot with soil and transplanted the seedlings into it. I pushed a few more…
Spring brings warm breezes, longer days and time spent outdoors. And for this I am grateful as I have been waiting for a garden. Last summer after removing nondescript shrubs and a multitude of Liriope from the garden beds, I purchased plants at an end-of-summer sale. I referred to the tags while placing them leaving…
Yes, March is here! Snow, rain, high winds and nighttime temperatures in the 20’s. This my first March living in the mountains of North Carolina, so I didn’t know what to expect, but, no surprises. It’s the same March weather I experienced in Connecticut. Spring did tease us with a few warm days but she didn’t…
Another gift: waking up to a beautiful sunrise on the last day of the year. Was it a sign of good things to come? One year ends, another begins. Out with the old, in with the new. A new year symbolizes hope. It gives us the chance to start over and set goals. We look…
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Those of you who have been following this blog for any length of time know that nature is my primary focus. The flora and fauna that inhabit my gardens and populate nearby fields, woods, and waterways are not only the focal point of my lens, they are…
In this week’s photo challenge Lignum Draco inspires us to respond to the theme, “vivid”. Usually I share photos of my gardens and flowers, but this time my photo is one of my daughter, Danielle’s, paintings. Click on image to enlarge. I love the vivid colors in her painting: Sunset. Danielle’s art is influenced by…
And now here is my secret, a very simple secret: It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye. ~ Antoine de Saint-Exupery The Little Prince I have always loved handmade cards, frames, photo books, scrapbooks, baskets, bookmarks, paintings, pictures, jewelry and sculptures. Special people…
Never for a moment do I doubt that everything is there, concealed, waiting for another spring. ~ Elsa Bakalar A Garden of One’s Own An early morning walk in the garden: a landscape of white on white. Listen to the silence of a world waking up to the dawn of day. Buddleia draped with crystals…
