Sunday, August 24, 2008


These little Hummers joined me this morning for breakfast.

I took this picture of a Hummer mouth & thought I would add it to this post.

Sounds of Nature~***

When birds sing, do they call to the flowers in the fields, or are they speaking to the trees, or are they echoing the murmur of the brooks?
For man with his understanding cannot know what the bird is saying, nor what the brook is murmuring, nor what the waves whisper when they touch the beaches slowly & gently.
Man with his understanding cannot know what the rain is saying when it falls upon the leaves of the trees or when it taps at the window panes. He cannot know what the breeze is saying to the flowers in the fields.
But the heart of man can feel & grasp the meaning of these sounds that play upon his feelings. Eternal wisdom often speaks to him in a mysterious language; soul & nature converse together, while man stands speechless & bewildered.
Yet has not man wept at the sounds? And are not his tears eloquent understanding?

Kahlil Gibran~*

Giraffe's ~***

My menagerie would not be complete without these two giraffe's. They were made by an artist by the name of
I kid you not, his real name is Rusty & he makes animals out of rusty rebar. The big giraffe is 10' tall & the baby is only 8' tall. I moved these to the above location when the pine trees they used to live by got to big.

Every winter they get bundled up in these fun, fleece snowflake scarves. The neighborhood kids LOVE THEM, & so do some of the grown ups.

Menagerie 2~***

How incomplete my garden would be

without these friends staring at me.



Sunday, August 17, 2008

Holly's hotlips~***

*~Holly Hocks~*

Some pretty pink

Foxy balm~***

Here for your viewing pleasure, are some foxgloves & bee balm shots I took earlier this summer.

This looks like the perfect landing spot for a bumble bee.

This kinda makes me want a peppermint twist candy.