That’s What It Is
This one flower
showed up in Dorothy’s garden on Monday. I couldn’t figure out what it
was. It had such unusual structure when I looked more closely.
I saw Dorothy
today, and asked her if she had seen the flower. I described it to her
as white concave petals, surrounding a pin cushion center ringed by
yellow puffed wheat looking things which were ringed by blue puffed
wheat shaped things.
It had a bristley, long, round stem and leaves that looked like they belonged to a carrot, I added.
She seemed puzzled, so I went out and took a couple of pictures. I brought the camera to the dining room and showed her a picture.
“It’s a poppy”, she said.
The weather has been mild with occasional designer clouds to add dimension and scale to pix of the local volcanoes and mountains.
The time of day casts a different light on the view of Mount Lassen from the Treehouse Senior Apartments, (The apartments aren’t seniors - they aren’t even old enough to vote). It’s the people who live in them that are the seniors.
In case you missed it, here is a picture of the full moon. I took it last night, but the almanac says it’s a full moon tonight, too.
I experimented with another place to position myself next to the piano.
It seemed to work nicely. I could see, and sing to all the tables where
the happy Monday Jamboree regulars, sit.
Photo credit - Margaret Miller
There is only one item I will need to add to make this work better; A music stand.
have my playbook on the table in front of me, but a table is not part
of this new arrangement. I like the openness of this setup, but I
sometimes need to glance at the words and music to keep from going
I couldn’t resist taking a picture of this big oak against the twilight of the western sky.
What a world we get to live in.
Be Kind, Be Happy