Annabelle? (Flower of the Day)
Annabelle is that you? My husband says these are Annabelle hydrangea. I have no idea, but I love these large blooms. (Cee’s Flower of the Day)
Read MoreGrowing with gratitude for life's challenges
Annabelle is that you? My husband says these are Annabelle hydrangea. I have no idea, but I love these large blooms. (Cee’s Flower of the Day)
Read MoreNeighbouring leaves succumb to season’s change, but these reds maintain their glory. (Cee’s Flower of the Day)
Read MoreI stuff down the cookies as if the faster I eat the more I can distance myself from the misery that has bubbled to the surface. “Write about it,” my psychologist suggests as she ushers me out of the door, our session having run past the allotted time. I told her about the weekend I […]
Read MoreI love this combination of colours. Not sure if the bee notices colours, but he is finding something to his liking also. Didn’t see him when I shot this pic, so he was a surprise for me. (Cee’s Flower of the Day)
Read MoreWe visit nature – as often as we can. The featured image is the Bryce Thompson Arboretum State Park in Arizona. I love the white bark of the eucalyptus tree mingled with the soft greens, set against a clear blue sky. We visit local eateries. This one, bearing the same name as our #1 granddaughter, […]
Read MoreLike candy corn sweet – orange and yellow evoke nostalgic pleasure. (Cee’s Flower of the Day challenge.)
Read MoreSeasonal changes alter the landscape, deep greens give over to vibrant amber, flaming reds and oranges, and cold… A photographer alters the light, shifts the focus, tempers the colour and perfects the image’s final delivery. In the same way, I look within, search for the beauty, adjust flaws, accept what I cannot change, and strive […]
Read MoreCheer for summer’s hues fading with finesse – brightly embracing their end. (Cee’s Flower of the Day)
Read MoreDistance by Archibald Lampman To the distance! Ah, the distance! Blue and broad and dim! Peace is not in burgh or meadow, But beyond the rim. Aye, beyond it, far beyond it; Follow still my soul, Till this earth is lost in heaven, And thou feel’st the whole. How do we measure distance, between hearts […]
Read MoreThe forecast for last night was a frost warning. “The rooftops were white this morning, did you see?” a neighbour asked me at our communal brunch. I hadn’t noticed, but I am feeling it in my body. Things are seizing up. We’ve had a week of get-togethers, starting with Thanksgiving. Tuesday, we drove into town […]
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