I'm all into embracing my existential self these days as I find the meteor that is myself careening like a space junk calamity toward my 65th birthday. I seldom think about the reality of this, preferring to delude myself entirely in viewfinder as the sans-abandon little girl still bumping up and down the cragged edges of sidewalks and roadsides on my first bonafide two wheel bicycle, knees skinned to the bone, and hair blown back, and carefree … [Read more...]
Bearded Iris, An Impromtu Visit to Balthazar Bakery
There - that's better - a shot outside my kitchen door this morning! Big difference from yesterday! One of my favorite plants of Spring is the bearded iris. I think of them as delicate yet regal. When I was young, my Dad admired them too and he kept them in our yard in a range of shades of lavender/lilac/violet. He really focused on vegetable gardening and the design of the garden as opposed to flower gardens, per se. I do … [Read more...]