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Healthy Mindset – Days 53-58 Everything that slows us down and forces patience, everything that sets us back into the slow circles of nature, is a help. Gardening is an instrument of grace. May Sarton The May long weekend is usually one of my… Continue Reading “favourite weekend of the year”
There’s always a camera on the arm of the chair in my living room so when I see something outside my window, I’m ready to go. These are some of the the images I’ve captured in the last couple of weeks…
Back to my favourite subject… close-up flower photography. Really enjoying that my flowers are still blooming (especially when the leaves have fallen off the trees – it’s nice to still have some colour to look at).
All I could see when I walked in the door was bright summer sunshine on my petunias a few minutes ago….
This has been a pretty perfect weekend weather-wise – hello summer! Went grocery shopping yesterday before supper and everyone looked sun-kissed (or burnt!) and mellow and just content. We had what seemed like six months of winter (the sad part is that’s not a… Continue Reading “petunias and blue sky”
Yesterday, when the guy at the greenhouse asked me if I was happy with my purchases as I was leaving, I told him choosing my flowers was one of my favourite days of the year. I planted my flowers today, and enjoyed every minute… Continue Reading “Favourite Day of the Year”
I used to think petunias were boring. When I first started planting flowers on my balcony, I would choose plants at the greenhouse that were more interesting and prettier – gerbera daisies, garden mums, fuchsias and a host of flowers that bloomed once and… Continue Reading “the lowly petunia”
We had our first snowfall yesterday and I’m so not inspired to take pictures of snow yet. Instead, I was inspired to go through my photo library and look for pictures of flowers I haven’t posted yet… anyone who lived through the Year of… Continue Reading “Maybe everytime it snows I’ll post pictures of flowers instead…”
prairie girl wonders 