My husband built another raised bed for me. 30 bags of dirt & an hour or two for him to build me a new one. Some women love jewelry or shoes. Me? Anything to do with my gardens will bring me happiness. The last image is the creek that borders our property. I hang in…
Celery, romaine lettuce, cabbages & bok choy can all be regrown. I use a square vase. After I cut off the eatin’ part of the celery, I put the bottom in the vase, I use the sink sprayer to water the tops until the water is about 2″ deep. I water daily, easy to remember…
do you see me?
Sometimes green can outshine the flowers.
is between the raindrops. Overcast days, when the sky is silver, act as a natural light diffuser. Shooting after the rain gives everything a bit more life. These were taken yesterday. My gardens. ~amy
Joseph’s coat roses-to-be
Into my gardens. Would you like a little onion, garlic, basil, oregano, thyme, romaine lettuce, tomato, banana pepper with that cilantro? Oh, you are a meat eater. Go carnivore, feast on. iPhone pic.
The sign on the door is so tempting for me. But then I remind myself that if I grow flowers, then I can have far more, far less.
If you just look. Impressionism, abstract…realism. Dollars seem to flow toward abstract. It takes quite a mind to be able to create an abstract painting. An artist would have to have the ability to let go. I am a realist, not very much money in that. My paintings look too much like a photograph to…
Some words can blow me over with their impact. I’ve never seen words knocked down upon someone’s impact. Unless this sign is intended for the birds that fly above it.