A flash photo of a Calliope at dusk. The color on his neck is lavender when in the sunlight. I love their tiny feet!
Showing posts from May, 2011
Our roses died. Our neighbors to the east planted trees a few years back that have not blessed our small rose garden, so we had been contemplating moving the flowers to another area with more sunshine. But that isn't the reason for their demise. Nor was it caused by an "extreme" winter. Apparently it was just the timing of an early frost in the winter and a late frost in the spring. The honeysuckle on the north fence also succumbed, as did many small perennials that I will tally once I compare the survivors to a panorama photograph from last summer. The loss of one particular apricot colored rose, with the delicate crimson edged bud, is painful. My friend Judy gave it to me for mother's day in 1977. She was killed in an automobile accident later that summer. The following year we moved across town and WR dug the rose and transplanted it for me. It has bloomed and bloomed these many years. Yesterday he stopped in the middle of something he was working
May has arrived and with it another photo for the First of the Month, hosted by Jan @ Murrieta 365. The goal is to capture one thing repeatedly on the first of each month. It can be a landscape, a person, an animal, a project; whatever your focus is, is fine. It can even be a record of where you are each First of the Month. My theme is my three grandchildren, Zbub, Mizelle, and Dinkum. It is called: Watch them grow! Zbub took a minute away from climbing the spider web to push his siblings on the swing. (Archives - previous months posts)