I whisper through my fingers and through my camera lens, of life, joy, beauty and family.
I always listen to the whispers...they will tell the truth, if you simply listen.

Sunday, August 28, 2011

I'm Late! I'm Late!




Simply

Love

Anything

 Alice in Wonderland!

Isn't this just wonderful?
White Rabbit

zipping
down
the
hallway



Alice in Wonderland Playroom modern kids
                                                                                       



  White Rabbit: You saved Wonderland, Alice. I thought it was you that made the garden bloom.
Alice: Oh, I could never do that. Only someone special could make flowers bloom.
Princess: Do you want to know a secret, Alice? You are as special as you think you are. 

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Sunny Yellow

"Some painters transform the sun into a yellow spot; others transform a yellow spot into the sun."
❦Pablo Picasso
 
My attempt at digital art-my drawing of a yellow tomato.



Angelic little butterfly, working so hard.



Summer ends with the prolific blooming of goldenrod~solidago.  Goldenrod is often falsely accused of causing hayfever, but the true culprit of the seasonal sneezing is Ragweed, a similar wild plant.

                 Who could frown at these pretty little Black-eyed Susans?  Rudbeckia hirta.   
Fluttery 

little butterflies 

certainly

find
them 
attractive.
Sweet little fellow on yarn of yellow.


                                                                        
I think it would be a nice time now, for a cup of tea.  
Camomile Tea for me.  
To sit and 
contemplate
how quickly summer has come and gone.  
As the author of The Happiness Project says:
The days are long, but the years are short. 
Gretchen Rubin.
How true that is.
The leaves have begun to change and the nights are cool.
But the waning summer days are 

sunny yellow.


Thursday, August 11, 2011

The Color Purple

These purpl-y beauties are from my gardens.
I just wanted
to
 share these colorful
gems
to brighten your
day.
                                    Echinacea



Milk Thistle