Isn't is special when you find a favorite plant growing in your neighborhood. A plant that isn't a household name at least where I live. Here's the Puya, and she has one stalk wh… Read More
Puya (Mapuche Indian meaning "point"). Majestic towering bush. The month of May & following into June is Puya season and I am always giddy & grateful Read More
of our local, municipal library. Walnut Creek rose garden. Petite and eye-abundantly powerful. I'd say like a good read, like a yummy meal. Like the cat seeing the co… Read More
Measuring cups are more accurate if they are red. There's a case study ongoing on red measuring cups. Stay tuned. Meanwhile whip up some eggs with that adorable petite red… Read More
a shade. A way to slowly bring memory into focus. What was the first flower at your grandmother's that said to you, "You will always love flowers." Read More
can be like waiting for a train to arrive. It usually does although sometimes a tad later than anticipated. Acts of waiting and naming interest me. What interests you? &nbs&hell…Read More
I find myself no longer annoyed by incomplete sentences. Phrases (the shorter the better) suit me well. And should you ask, abstracts are my landscape of choice. Read More
Not an interloper. An unexpected guest with privileges to linger. Is there a more perfect place to end-up than a bed of bearded irises? Purple, too. If you translate… Read More
one fantastical bird embraced me in her vibrant feathers. I could fly. I could name all which I couldn't name yesterday. I could twirl as girl of 12. I blinked twice… Read More
and at the same time circular with a wheel of purple and yellow/green at the center. The above, a descendant of Ceanothus -- that lovely wild lilac -- which my eyes & nose compete with b… Read More
and with joy for the lushness of grass and vetch the window frames. Let's celebrate the largess of farmer markets with their abundance of color, shape, texture. Gnarled carrots with a… Read More
Often suffice —monumental, cold. Sometime a third is necessary: jagged. When was the last time you enjoyed a monumental, cold, jagged meal. Did it include an am… Read More
Reflections fascinates me. I sip coffee inside at dusk and suddenly the cafe lights are orbs hanging from the trees' calligraphic branches. What is being illuminated? What… Read More
Each season has its pots of the unexpected. An iris in the back yard. The hills, vibrant green in contrast to a monochromatic gray sky. Opposites in conversation, not oppos… Read More
it is, nevertheless, present. The warning, a white tag above the bowling ball says, "KEEP OUT." Meanwhile, where did this bowling ball come from and why did it land here and not in the… Read More
verdant. Invitation to put on red boots and explore. The same path is never the same. I'm thinking of the the familiar trees how they curve, how the daily archs to embrace adventure. … Read More
After rain where there is mulch, unexpected beauties appear. Looking down has its rewards. I could fall for that dried curl of leaf every time. Of course, I'm meeting these… Read More
rocks love to be accompanied by a cello. Listen, bow across strings; time is ticking toward 2023. Delicious rain anoints every stone and transforms hills verdant. Late… Read More
dark & slick with a single light. Except, of course, for what lies above you. While looking down has its merits, some times all it takes is a long stretch into the sky to hold the… Read More
when 2 kitties are around a box is a sled, a flat home, an unimaginable animal who can be moved across the kitchen floor. So folks, step into your imagination, but please first reach o… Read More
and realizing it is nothing more than a basket of atoms whirling with galaxies between. Well, perhaps that's speculation. But the veins are lovely. Guess I'll contemplate my left… Read More
are you traveling alone? Take comfort, you are in company of your favorites hues: black, purple, red. What book did you bring for the journey. Waiting may be involved… Read More
So I'm at one of my happy places -- Bancroft Succulent Garden in Walnut Creek, CA. The light is particularly beautiful on a beautiful Fall afternoon. One of the docents points ou… Read More
Ann's favorite tree. She called them Trix trees (yes, after the cereal). Looks like it would be in manzanita family but more closely related to the strawberry family. I th… Read More
Just let your eye linger in the upper right hand corner. See who that majestic, jagged red informs the blue light in the lens bubble. Life is good. Read More
now, it's the pursuit of persimmons. The Fuyu season is finite but rewarding. Of course, a sugar maple or two will not be overlooked. Fall is an awe-filled season. Cr… Read More