messengers from the vast beyond bring me conflicting revelations.
Wednesday, October 30, 2013
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.
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
flowers
A few flower pictures for you:
I took this one while hiking a nearby neighborhood with my mother.
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.
Columbine:
What I believe is a bit of coneflower:
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