planted in my garden in honor of my maternal grandmother & her mother. my great grandmother immigrated to Vermont from Scotland, by herself, when she was 18 years old. I love knowing her courage & hope that is in me.
Tag: flowers
rescuing the flowers
i cut all my flowers in the gardens because the cold is coming. i’d rather them be toasty warm inside my house. EVERYWHERE. Lucky me.
gardens remain mum
i planted two types of white mums last spring. i bought them in the grocery store, i believe they were intended as mother’s day gifts. i took them home & separated them into three sections, planting them in a hodge-podge way. i watched them struggle through the heat of Alabama summers. i wondered if they…
poppy weeping
but still a stunner. this was photographed last spring, from my garden. I stumbled across it while looking for something else & thought it would be nice to show it again.
wee mums make a HUGE impact
the blue vases stand about 2″ tall, the clear ‘vase’ is a mini salt/pepper shaker. The white rabbits? They are real salt & pepper shakers. Mums in Alabama usually come back year after year. These mums were a gift from my mother-in-law about three years ago. bringing flowers inside does the soul good.
the 11 year old photographer
Our cat, Ivy, was sitting under the dinning room table after having gotten a drink of water. Henry saw the water droplets hanging from the fur on her chin. She looks a bit evil. Perfect for a black cat on Halloween.
why so shy, beautiful?
a zinnia that had enough of being upright, decided this was a better way of living. my gardens, Birmingham, Alabama
three flies found on the Queen’s lace
perhaps the flies were tired of landing on garbage & found a softer place to land. Burlington, Vermont
reststop between St. Albans & Burlington
was worth stopping for, don’t you think? I walked through fields of gold, just like that song…
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