This is a blog of few words.
Just a stroll through my garden.
Today, I have had the joy of watching a mother Phoebe teach her babies to hunt in my yard. She came
by herself for months - today she brought her babies - one by one she brought them to visit. At first, she did all the hunting.
She showed them what to do and how to do it.
One by one she taught them to hunt.
By the end of the day all five of them were swooping, flapping and collecting their own dinner.
Now, I don't know about you -
I need to take a few lessons from these beautiful birds.
Hibiscus - a gift from my daughter.
Where ever I have lived I have grown or tried to grow these.
This is a tribute to my mother who left us too soon but managed to teach me about her love of hydrangeas.
End of the season, flowers.
The end of one season brings the beginning of a new season.
An onion in bloom.
The beginning of cucumbers.
Snap dragon volunteers.
What is that saying?
"Gardening is cheaper than therapy...
and you get tomatoes too!"