yellow! orange you beautiful?

i really, really love the last image…the soft focus on the HUGE zinnia & the wee yellow weed flowers sharp as a tack.

it ain’t easy being green…

usually people chose flowers for their color. I found this green echinacea, somewhere, a few years ago & fell in love. i love its combination of lime & dark greens. i love that i have to hunt for the flowers & when i find them, among all the greens in my garden, they stop me…

growing fire

this is a type of Gerber daisy I’ve never seen before. the stems were about 12″ tall, perfect for putting the blossoms in a vase. I found this at Leaf & Petal located in Cahaba Heights.

between the raindrops

We are expecting some hard weather, in the Deep South, today. Gulf ball sized hail would tear this Poppy to ribbons. I thought it would be a bit gentler to SNIP the stem, then put FIRE under its tush & then PLUNGE it into cold water. It is on my kitchen table, dazzling–to make up…

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…

When I grow up

I will get up in the morning, grab a hot cup of coffee & snip my best blossoms to put in every window in the house. how ever humble my dream was, it has come to pass. I guess I grew up.