Days 120-126

Day 120

 This budding promise barely opened before something damaged the stem and caused it to wilt away . . . disappointing.

Day 121

 This guy was on the inside but the photo serves to remind I must get outside and wash those windows. He has quite the fancy fringe all around.

Day 122

 Really enjoying my succulents, starting a new planter from "chicks".

Day 123

 Photo-bombed again.

Day 124

 Grilled veggies and pineapple . . . yum!

Day 125

 Sweet adventure with my friend, Faith.  

Love Cirque de Soleil!

Day 126

Who me? You think I did what?

Days 113-119

Day 113

 Clustered bellflower.

Day 114

 Spirea always makes me think of my mom . . .

 this was one of her favourite plants.

Day 115

 Shopping fun for my new (1st) grandson.

Day 116

 Volunteer poppies . . . lovely gifts carried on the wind.

Day 117

 A handful of sweetness for a morning treat.

Day 118

 I am particularly fond of creamy yellow roses.

Day 119

A bon-bon cake for a mom who loves purple.

Days 106-112

Day 106

 After the rain . . .

Day 107

 Short-stemmed carnations survived the winter . . . thought I lost them.

Day 108

 Magnolia blossom beauty.

Day 109

 That little green critter better not chomp on this beauty.

Day 110

 Stormy sunset.

Day 111

 Got a great deal on some yummy organic red grapes.

Day 112

Fern fronds unfolding in the morning sun.

Days 99-105

Day 99

 Osteo intensity.

Day 100

"We need to find God, and He cannot be found in noise and restlessness.  See how nature - trees, flowers, grass - grow in silence; see the stars, the moon and the sun, how they move in silence.  We need silence to be able to touch souls."  

~ Mother Theresa

Day 101

 Reaching for the sun . . . a future strawberry.

Day 102

 Who's who?

Day 103

 Norah's elegant table setting at our ladies "Beloved" meeting.

Day 104

 Dragonfly with a turquoise tail ornament.  

Day 105

Baby blue wild flowers.

Days 92-98

Day 92

My house-sitting gig . . . lovely setting.

Day 93

. . . and they all lived together in a little crooked house.

Day 94

Shelley on the hunt.

Day 95

So tempting to pop those purple balloons and help them along.

Day 96

Easter Egg radishes from 2 EE's Market.

 Love that place . . . lots of home grown, no spray produce.

Day 97

Knocked over, laid down low, still blooming . . . 

there's a message there.

Day 98

A field of wildflowers through a slightly rainy window.