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The Soil Beneath My Feet
A mess of autumn light with a few pink dahlias at the garden just after sunrise a few days back. The garden was also quite beautiful this morning. We are having an unusually warm and bright da...
Fall-ing
Windfall? More like neglect. This is the public path to the scary low lit curved pedestrian tunnel beneath some of the roads they built in my neighborhood under the guise of urban renewal. It ...
Low Light and Bright Color
From our “easy” walk this morning across town. Mrs. Sherlock was excited that her sense of smell has fully returned. She came to my weights and bands class on Thursday raring to go and I am, n...
Back on that Horse
I took this in a hurry as I was rushing off to a meeting, but you get the gist of another of the painted cats to celebrate the anniversary of the movie Coraline. This one for some reason is ca...
Not So Lowbrow?
My compost pile. It looks artful but it is random. Still, I did think about taking a picture of it. I am grateful to say that I did not get Covid, even with the direct exposure. Mrs. Sherloc...
Sweet Indeed
From this morning. One of the 31 Coraline themed painted cats in our central downtown area. This one is called Descent and is on the Portland State campus. I walked by there after a trip in ...
An Artist's Rendering?
This almost looks like an artist’s rendering of a fancy new cityscape, but I took the shot Wednesday from the 11th floor breast health clinic of a newer building of the health organization I u...
Recharge?
A Cosmo in the garden. Fully recovered from the deluge last Saturday. Big relief. The eggplant are growing, and I have these adorable tiny green bell peppers coming on. The garden, while small...
Always Something
Wow. Look at that color. Peak crepe myrtle yesterday morning. As if signs of autumn weren’t all around. I am afraid my tomatoes aren’t going to get enough sun and heat to ripen at this point. ...
All The Things
Delightful to see the sweet pea blooming. This was one I grew from seed and my seedlings are not as robust as they could be so this is a win. But I grew the tomatoes next to it from seed as we...
Community Hackles
This was taken just after sunrise a couple of days ago. Wonderful light for this white anemone. This morning, I had to break into a lively discussion of the love poem I read at the end of cla...
Accountability?
The rosemary behind the dahlia here is a nice touch. I am not even sure where I took this picture, but it was maybe a week and a half ago. It must have been the garden, as that is mostly where...
A Phase, I Hope
If I am going to procrastinate, which I am doing, I might as well share it with you all. I felt too tired to go to the garden yesterday. It was humid with this big changeable sky. I had walked...
Someone (or something) to Lean On
While I do have both eggplant and marigolds in my garden plot, this one gets more sun and so is starting to fruit. Mine are a couple of weeks behind and a different kind. But the flowers and f...
Pondering and Incursions
In front of this photo, the north half of my modest garden yesterday. You can see the cosmos are getting ready to burst into flower. They are quite happy. Did I mention this before, that my pl...
A Strategic Retreat
Yes, I know I could alter the photo and take the wire line out, but I like these markers that what you are seeing is what I am seeing, living plants in real gardens here where I live… not some...
Not Retiring Retirement
These days I am focusing on small accomplishments. Ever since I moved here to Oregon and saw wild lupines in a field with foxgloves, I have had an affinity for them. They show up in my poems o...
Overwhelmed? Me?
Dahlias from our abbreviated walk on Saturday early morning. We went early to avoid the worst of the heat, but we ended up only walking for an hour anyway because Mrs. Sherlock realized she ha...
A Softening and a Challenge
A weird angle but a pretty true red of this early dahlia. When I was walking with Mrs. Sherlock last week, I asked her what she was doing on the 4th of July. She said she was not doing anythi...
Even an AI has More Compassion...
A brief respite on the flower clock. The dahlias are coming on but so far, I haven’t been able to get a decent shot without glare. Things are hopping in my world. Class, grocery shopping, fol...
Considering the Slog
Big time hydrangea on the flower clock. That means July to me, and we are coming up on it. But first I need to transition my role from budget chair to treasurer this coming week in terms of au...
The Thought That Counts
Mid clematis on the flower clock. I posted a picture of this same plant last year but how can one resist the vibrant color. A good year for this variety here. I had a lovely birthday. After t...
Community Building
I took this picture yesterday morning in a neighborhood across town. It gives you an idea of our verdant spring. This is two blocks from a fairly busy street here in town with lots of shops an...
Almost Summer
Wildflowers in a scrub patch on the way home from the garden today. A lovely day, not too warm yet and Mt. St. Helen’s looking mysterious in a light brushstroke of cloud. Other than my mornin...
Good News (with Herb)
Love-in-A-Mist. Nigella. I have been trying to grow some from seed, but it is it’s time here on the flower clock. The woman that cut my hair a few weeks ago has it growing like mad among her f...
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