Wednesday, October 30, 2013

every once in awhile. . .

messengers from the vast beyond bring me conflicting revelations.

Thursday, October 3, 2013

do you remember

While looking through pictures today I stumbled across this:

Oh darling mother, do you remember all the times we have spent at Powell Gardens?  I can remember clearly your mad darting from flower to bug to statue as you frantically tried to see everything.  I recall all the giggling too as we talked about all the things that were only important to us.  But I also remember how quiet and calm those days were, with only the sound of the wind jostling our conversation.

Tuesday, October 1, 2013


A few flower pictures for you:

I took this one while hiking a nearby neighborhood with my mother.

The Balloon Plant:

And did I mention that Robert and I went to Salt Lake City a few weeks ago?  While we were there we hiked to an abandoned mine in a tiny storm.  It was magical.  These next two flowers were from that hike.


What I believe is a bit of coneflower: