of moss and leaves

It's come to my attention that since stormsongk and I have adopted our cats, life has begun to imitate art.  About 20 years ago, I bought an art tile that looks a great deal like three-month-old Hobbes.



And the reason I bought it is that it looked like my best concept of what I wanted "home" to be.

Just as most of the flowers in my garden have stopped blooming, the local salt marshes have suddenly burst into a riot of colour and I'm in love.

I had a fairly quiet weekend.
( Pull up a chair. )

I had a really, really good weekend.
( All aboard, ye scurvy dogs! )

I think my Rush Gallica rose is turning out to be my favourite rose ever.  This year it opened bright fuchsia-pink, but after a cool week or so, all of the petals started showing those lovely blue and purple shades I love so much.

Despite all the rain, my garden is coming along very well.
( Look before you leaf. )

( Rambles and reptiles... )
So stormsongk and I went for another ramble this afternoon.  We started at the garden center...looked at many trees and shrubs for the yard...all of them too large to fit into my car.  (Note to self: Must rent a truck some spring day and bring a small forest home to the Down.)  A handful of plants followed me home: white crinums, pink-and-yellow lantana, and million bells in soft colours.

And then we kept heading south, following sidetracks into the wild places.  As we travelled through rainstorms, we passed an old tree we'd seen on our previous travels.  Stormy stopped the car and asked me to take a picture because he wanted a new desktop photo for the computer.

We looked for a place called Underhill Point that we'd seen on an earlier drive, but kept taking the wrong turnings.  As we headed round a turn, we managed to avoid running over a turtle in the road.  Stormy again stopped the car and hopped out in the pouring rain to rescue the poor thing.  As he showed it to me, it started to relax a little and poked its head out.

When we finally got home, I found this at my feet by the driveway.

It's been a good day.  :)

 

Went out on my lunch break for a speed round with my little camera.  60+ photos in 30 minutes out in the rain on the street near my office.  Thank goodness all of the flowers in the planters are blooming.

Note to random passers-by:  Do not ask a person in an extremely tattered coat if she has change for the car park.  If she's out in the rain with a tattered coat and a camera, she's probably a STARVING ARTIST and should not be bothered while she's trying to work.   (Polite persons who stop and crane their heads, trying to see what I see through my lens, are actually quite sweet and amusing.)

( Dance in the rain... )