Thursday, April 30, 2009
This one's for my darling Sister! As soon as I saw it growing in my garden, I thought of Clytie--the mushroom Queen!
Isn't the patterning of on this flowering Mushroom beautiful?! If you look closely, I think you might see a face, or a heart, or...What do you see?
You can check out Clytie's wonderful photography and experience her unique sense of humor at http://clytie-randomhearts.blogspot.com/ and http://clytie-randomstuff.blogspot.com/
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Things haven't changed all that much. I still walk looking up at the skies. I might miss something. Then again, I might trip over something on the ground if I'm not careful! (Grin)
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Monday, April 27, 2009
Can you see them?
Sunday, April 26, 2009
We threw rocks into the water and giggled at the waves. She and I understood that as the waves shooshed and splashed ashore--the river was laughing with us.
Then on that unseasonably warm spring day, we rested barefoot by the river.
Saturday, April 25, 2009
I could not resist taking a close up of one of these beauties...look quick, because I think I startled a little faery. She fled in a splash of rainbows. (grin)
Friday, April 24, 2009
Rosemary flowers and leaves are wonderful in salads, on toast and a marvelous addition to soups, and roasts, not to mention a little kick if you like humus.
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
I was wondering what grand thoughts he might be having as he sat there. He's a rather pretty bug, isn't he? I think he's some kind of cricket.
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Monday, April 20, 2009
I just happened to catch this small angel pleading with passers by, and could not resist snapping this photo.
Sunday, April 19, 2009
What do you think, Sissy?! I would never have noticed this heart, except for your wonderful eye for hearts everywhere.
Saturday, April 18, 2009
Whenever something amazing, or wonderful happens in my life, there are rainbows. This one seems especially precious to me, because I was talking with Clytie when I beheld it.
And so, I dedicate this morning's sunshine rainbow to sisters everywhere. What would life be without sisters? We are blessed to have each other, aren't we? ((hugs))
Friday, April 17, 2009
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Monday, April 13, 2009
Sunday, April 12, 2009
Saturday, April 11, 2009
Friday, April 10, 2009
Then suddenly there was a snoring bear next to me. Hmmmmm…I nudged the bear, and snuggled the moss closer beneath my chin. Funny thing, it was so soft, fragrant and warm. I could even feel the little sticks moss often has within itself. I was so comfortable. It was a rather magical dream.
If only life could really include moss blankets in the middle of the forest.
Thursday, April 9, 2009
Then I heard the cheery chirrup of a fat robin hopping across the grass toward me. Of course I answered back. Surprised, the little bird stopped. He looked looked left, then right. I could hear his thoughts. "Who said that!?"
I whistled again. He hopped nearer for a closer look, glimpsed the human and halted with a flip of his tail feathers. "Wait a minute! That's not a bird!" To his obvious astonishment, I whistled once more. He chirped a soft reply. "Who IS that?"
And I answered. He seemed to realize then, it was truly I who was talking to him. He looked me up and down. "Good grief! It IS a HUMAN!"
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Monday, April 6, 2009
I have often wondered where the name Johnny Jump Up came from. So far I've found a song about a strong drink called a Johnny Jump Up. I also discovered a reference to an ancient machine called a Johnny Jump Up, crafted in the late 1800's. So far, I haven't been able to find a desciption of what the machine was made to do.
If anyone out there knows the story behind this woodland flower's funny name, I'd LOVE to hear it!
Saturday, April 4, 2009
When we were small, my younger sister Clytie and I would set a tiny table for the fairies. A leaf tablecloth was graced with filbert nut bowls, pine needle utensils and lichen cups, such as you see here. Half a walnut shell held bits of bread crumbs, and Oak tree bug houses with the tops carefully popped open, often served as water pitchers.
When the food disappeared by the next day, we were sure the faeries had enjoyed a lovely dinner.
Friday, April 3, 2009
Thursday, April 2, 2009
I happened to look down, and saw this lovely bit of moss growing on a sprig of last year's blackberry vines.