A Farm Cat That Thinks In Technicolor

Baby Birds

I just uploaded this video on my Youtube page.

Rain Is Good

Just Passing By

I can't help but take pictures when the clouds are this spectacular.

Brilliantaisia subulugarica

White Gardens are For Pussies

Ok, so my garden is whor-ie but summer here is only about 3 1/2 months. I want some color, color, color and I got it!

Epiphyllum oxypetalum

It is that time of the year when the night blooming Epiphyllum is at it again. Sometimes called a Cereus. This beautiful flower puffs up in a matter of days and is only around for one evening. It has a wonderful exotic fragrance that needs to be bottled. Here are some pictures and a video of the blooms from my YouTube page.

A Pair of Pears

My First Yucca Bloom!

These waxy bells are maybe my second favorite flower after Peonies. It is like some sort of human or earthly presence standing in the garden. A ghost maybe....

Lilies of The Field

It's getting to be the peak season in my garden. The lilies are bursting open everywhere.

I Went To An Auction

Form Follows Function- Longabungee Basket

I was out in the garage today and saw that my father had repaired my mother's Longaberger basket that the handle had broken off of on the 4th of July. These baskets are handmade in a factory that resembles a large basket. Kooky, I know. They are quite expensive and are sold like Tupperware with home parties. I do appreciate the integrity of them promoting some sort of hand crafted tradition though. Then along comes my father. I just cannot believe my father's utter pedestrian old school no nonsense functionality and dogmatic common sense. I quizzed him about his approach and commented to him if he was in an art class I was teaching I would give him a B for functionality but a D for creativeness.
He got all sass mouth when I interrogated him about the aesthetics of the fix stating, 'Hell, all it's gotta do is get out of the house to the car to the church with a hotdish in it and it'll carry that weight no problem. Shit! It would carry me if I could fit in the basket!".

I don't think he thought out the stretch factor of the bungee. Geez.

A Cat In The Dark

Fodder For My Father

That Ain't No Squishy In the Cup Neither

It's the Mark, Marker's Mark.

First Callas of the Season

Tangled Up In Blue

and the Delphinium sing "The only thing I knew how to do
Was to keep on keepin' on like a bird that flew....."

Sewing The Clouds Together