Pink Love

There was a pink love

Many years ago

Which existed in my heart

Slowly that love ceased

And lost its beautiful colour

But I still remember

That exceptional love of flower

From the poem:  Pink Love   By:  Suraiya Helen

Bee Happy

Photos by Eric Garzon

This bee clearly loves his job!

He spots this beautiful Rose of Sharon hibiscus flower and dives right in.

Rolling around, even upside down, he collects every last bit of nectar, getting completely covered in sticky white pollen.

Despite a slow lift-off, he can't wait to get into the next flower!

The Poetry of Light

Playing with the light of the universe.

Light composes its own poetry.

With every shot, magic is created.

I simply hold the camera.

Light creates the story.

Chick-a-dee-dee-dee

Chickadee, Chickadee,

There's a love 'twixt you and me;

Doff your little cap of black,

Whistle low and echo back,

Ever distant, always near,

Spirit of the morning clear,

Elfin spirit of the air,

Twitting, flitting, everywhere,

When the world is cold and gray,

Where the road's a weary way,

Every hill-top rings again,

Lifts me on with your refrain,

Chickadee, Chickadee.


From the poem: Chickadee   By: Raymond Tosteven Bond

The Toad and I

A toad hopped up one day to me

And said nothing

But looked quite serious and made it clear

That he and I were not that different.

Sitting there for hours, we said nothing and did nothing,

Each of us a stone in our own ways.

From: This Toad and I     By: Caleb Pendleton

Rose Petal Rain

I wish the sky would rain down roses, as they rain

From off the shaken bush.  Why will it not?

Then all the valley would be pink and white

And soft to tread on.  They would fall as light

As feathers, smelling sweet;  And it would be

Like sleeping and like waking, all at once!

From the poem: Roses    By: George Eliot

The Mad Hatter

It has always seemed to me that the red Monarda would have felt right at home as a character in Alice in Wonderland.

"There is a place.  Like no place on earth.  A land full of wonder, mystery, and danger!  Some say to survive it:  You need to be as mad as a hatter.  Which luckily I am."

* From the movie: Alice in Wonderland

Butterfly Dreams

Insight, like a stained glass window

Fractures sunlight to paint a scene

Colors pushed up against another

Creating thoughts for us to dream

From: Stained Glass Windows     By: Kathy Paysen

It's only as I stand there, camera in hand, waiting for the Monarch to open its wings, that I notice  how often it is attacked by other insects.  This beautiful creature never gets a break!

Can you find the Monarch hiding in this picture?

It's Daisy Time

See the grass is full of stars

Fallen in their brightness;

Hearts they have of shining gold,

Rays of shining whiteness.

From: Daisy Time     By: Marjorie Pickthall

Make yourself at home!

You know when you have a friend over and you tell them, "make yourself at home?"  You want them to feel relaxed and happy so they will stay long and visit often.

Here's one of my favourite friends, one of the bluejay "kids" that hatched this summer, wiping his beak on a shirt on my clothesline.

He's got that "aren't I cute" look down pat (the one that my kids had when they were doing something they weren't supposed to.)

Here are two siblings pretending to feed each other, or kissing...

Do bluejays do that?

We had a new visitor to our feeders this year.  A Chipping Sparrow, so cute! (and he goes perfectly with our feeder)

And last but not least I finally got a picture of Mr. Cardinal taking a bath.

The Trumpet

While you are listening to the clear horn,

Forget, men, everything on this earth newborn,

Except that it is lovelier than any mysteries.

Open your eyes to the air

That has washed the eyes of the stars

Through all the dewy night.

From: The Trumpet  By: Edward Thomas

Here is my trumpet-lined walkway which smells so heavenly that I slow my steps and stroll ever so slowly by, letting the perfume take me away. 

A Lily A Day...

Eye Candy from my garden.