Wild and Delicate

January 15, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Colour does not fade into white here in Texas, as it does back home. Despite the relative cold, wildflowers still make an appearance, and the cycle of life continues to be represented, as demonstrated in this photo. (Submitted for Cee’s Flower of the Day Challenge.)

Yellow with Buzz

January 14, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

I am vibrancy –sunshine sweetened with nectar –help me spread the vibe. (For Cee’s Flower of the Day)

Luscious

December 29, 2018.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Unfurling petals –white bursting with purple flames –heart-stopping beauty. (For Cee’s Flower of the Day.)

Christmas Red, but…

December 25, 2018.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Coral bean pods burstexpose brilliance of red –not to be eaten. For Cee’s Flower of the Day

Royal Visit

December 24, 2018.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Unassuming mauveattracts royalty – delightscommon bystander. (For Cee’s FOTD.)

Little Red

December 22, 2018.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Even tiny bloomsaspire to splendour – assertpassionate colour. (For Cee’s Flower of the Day.)

Multi-coloured Floral

December 20, 2018.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Found this multi-coloured bloom in a butterfly garden. (For Cee’s FOTD)

Wolf Berries

December 19, 2018.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Ripe and plentiful branches laden with berries –paradise for birds. (For Cee’s FOTD)

Yellow with Ladybug

December 18, 2018.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Ladybug was a bonus – didn’t see her at the time of shooting. (For Cee’s FOTD)

Roadside Glory

December 17, 2018.Reading time less than 1 minute.

This single bloom, beside asphalt and stiff, dry grass, caught my eye. Isn’t nature wonderful! (Cee’s Flower of the Day.)

Where Are The Dogs?

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Turning (tanka)

Mother

When I had a mothermy hair would cascadein curls of auburn perfectiona red velvet bow to accentuate the wave And I’d wear my bestnewly sewn frockwith lace at the neckand fishnet stockingsand patent Mary Janes And the girls giggling with delightwould skip hand-in-handto the school promand the boys shyly perchedagainst the back wall would wonderhow […]