Thanks to John Viccellio for leading me down some new garden paths! Today is Garden Bloggers’ Foliage Day, sponsored by Christina at My Hesperides Garden.
February 19, 2016
March 22,2016
Bleeding heart(Dicentra spectabilis) is a long-time favorite of mine, since it is perennial, with early spring blooms and thrives in my shady gardens.
In an effort to spice up my posts, I’m trying out new challenges. This one, In a Vase on Monday, is hosted by Cathy at Rambling in the Garden. Daffodils though still bright, are looking rag-tag from the wind and rain they’ve endured, and tulips are up but not yet blooming.
Thick displays of Camelia blossoms still cover both my shrubs, and dear Helebores keep looking pretty even as they age! Red-flowering currant adds a little airiness to this informal wall vase.
A Double-crested Cormorant riding driftwood in the tide performed a series of submissive moves, as it approached and passed a dominant Double-crested Cormorant.
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Notice how stark still the dominant bird remains upon its stationary float. This happened quite a distance out in the bay from where I stood, so the shots are cropped, and I increased saturation.
My mother gave me this mixmaster for a wedding gift. Whenever I use it, I am filled with the love of home cooking she instilled in me, and the love she gave so generously to Dad and their four children.
Ours is one of those “love at first sight” stories. We met when I was a freshman at the U of Washington, in fall of 1967, and married in September, 1969. This photo was taken in February, 1970.
Forty-nine years after we met we remain best friends and he is still my one love.
Roof: ORIGIN Old English hrōf, of Germanic origin; related to Old Norse hróf ‘boat shed,’Dutch roef ‘deckhouse.’ English alone has the general sense ‘covering of a house’; other Germanic languages use forms related to thatch.
Thatch is not an option around here!
“You and me and rain on the roof
Caught up in a summer shower
Drying while it soaks the flowers
Maybe we’ll be caught for hours
Waiting out the sun”
For the past few years a pair of Mourning Doves have made our backyard part of their spring to fall habitat. They are such sweet birds. All afternoon into this evening, they gleaned in the primrose rock garden, drank at the water feature and attended to one another.
“The mourning dove is monogamous and forms strong pair bonds. Pairs typically reconvene in the same area the following breeding season, and sometimes may remain together throughout the winter. However, lone doves will find new partners if necessary.” Wikipedia
It’s downpour time here in the Pacific Northwest, at the same time my two mature flowering plum trees are in glorious full bloom. Though the light is not the best, I know this is my last chance to get photos of them before upcoming storms strip them clean.
Soon wind and rain will tear away these tender petals, blow them into the air (Friday Flyers!) and leave a carpet of pink ‘snow’ in the front yard.
Walking With Eagles is a collection of original poems and photographs by Lindy Low Le Coq. A lifelong naturalist, amateur photographer and bird enthusiast, Lindy’s verse, composition and photographs open a window into the essence of her subjects. Her poems and photography reflect the rich natural wonders of the Pacific Northwest.
Bald Eagles mature over the course of five years. Walking With Eagles invites the reader to take a poetic and visual tour of this odyssey.
view ~ Walking With Eagles ~ in top menu bar for a preview, though the folio is much nicer!