he holds my flowers

i took my ridiculous, but necessary, walker outside to see my gardens. I’d been outside only one other time since June 24th & saw that without my attention, things went to crap. kinda like my hip bones. however, today was a small victory. I cut my own flowers, that means my bones have knitted themselves…

how does your garden fade

this morning was cold (for Alabama) this morning. This pepper is from last fall, but I cant wait for our leaves & veggies to change colors. Right now, we’ve had little rain, our leaves are fading to yellow & falling far faster then they should.

a thousand suns

Birmingham Botanical Gardens this past spring. photo by Maggie

blue butterflies on glass

the reason Hydrangeas are my favorite flowers is because the individual blossoms, that make one large ball, look like butterflies. sweet as butterfly kisses.

overcast light

for this old blossom still holding it’s color. a gift from Suzanne’s garden.

battered backyard beauty

others may say it is flawed. i planted it myself & when i cut the roses to bring inside, they outshine any other. because it is mine.

i miss my purple spring

my gardens are pinks & purples in the spring. in the fall, my gardens are yellow, orange & reds. & lots of tomatoes… Our gardens are filled with blueberry bushes, grape vines, tomatoes, herbs, peppers, yellow squash, a peach tree. The rest are flowers. All this hidden behind my house in a small backyard bordered…