Tuesday, April 28, 2009

pretty pics by my hubby

My man has been wielding the camera lately. I love his shots, the way he captures light and movement. We got a new digital picture frame at Wolf Camera downtown (going out of business!) and have been experimenting with that, though the image quality is not what we had hoped. We are both ambivalent about letting go of printing, but it may be inescapable.

The top shot is of our recent trip out to Hamilton Pool . . . oh so pretty. And the rain has been falling.

Do you print your pics? digitize? How do you chronicle your moments?

Friday, April 17, 2009

juvenile garter snake

Laurel and I found this little guy down by our pond the other day. Apparently garters are the only snakes in our region with stripes running lengthwise down their bodies. We saved him in a bucket so Aurora could take a look when she got home. He was a surprisingly spirited little fellow, would puff himself full of air and even took a strike at me once. Not venomous, but a little aggressive nevertheless. We are glad to have him, though, as these little predators are so important to keeping the smaller critters in check.

I have been thinking a lot about purpose these days. The purpose of bees is to pollinate, the purpose of snakes is to weed out the weak frogs and dragonflies, etc . . . What is the purpose of humans?

Thursday, April 16, 2009

radiant blossoms . . . errant blogger

Lantana camara in the chicken run.
Climbing rose "Don Juan."
Old fashioned petunia. More upright than the ones you commonly see today. I hope to plant more of these next year if these guys set seed.
Lady Banks Rose. Covered in blossoms right now. The white variety is actually even more floriferous.
Rosa chinensis "Mutabilis." The butterfly rose. I am in love with this rose. I planted two bare-root specimens this winter and have loved watching their reddish new growth emerge, and their fascinating flowers as they grow darker from yellow to deep rose. The delicacy of these blossoms is superb.

My mind has been all over lately, lollygagging along in a haze of springtime glee. There is nothing like a wealth of blossoms and green to make a gardener happy (while they last).