Flora Blanca

About a month ago, I lost my photos.  Over 4,000 photos gone.  I had relied on the Cloud when I should have relied on hard drive.  Lesson learned. Heart broken. Hard drive bought. It was difficult picking up the camera again, as I mourned for those lost pictures.  But I finally tried. And this week, I…

Pollination

Just as a honeybee is colored by the blue pollen of a chicory flower, we too are painted by the world we ingest.

#May Photo Challenge 1-31

It was a fun month of following Fat Mum Slim‘s photo challenge. I discovered a lot about the importance of paying attention to the time of day.  Lounging around in the morning put my shots at between noon and 4 o’clock.  Beautiful blue skies became white glares. Shadows blocked out beautiful faces.  Colors simply didn’t read…

Cup of Gold: California Poppy

The spring flowers in a wet year were unbelievable. The whole valley floor, and the foothills too, would be carpeted with lupins and poppies … Every petal of blue lupin is edged with white, so that a field of lupins is more blue than you can imagine. And mixed with these were splashes of California…

Dichelostemma capitatum: Don’t Google Its Common Name

“Blue thou art, intensely blue; Flower, whence came thy dazzling hue?” — James Montgomery (British poet, campaigner to end child exploitation) The winter rains have blessed us with a bounty of wildflowers.  As I headed out to the mountains last Sunday, I hoped that a break in the rain would give me the opportunity to shoot…

Great food, plentiful drinks, beautiful views and even my little garden. Yep. That was 2015. #best9of2015

Yikes, is that a hat?

“Never in all her life had she imagined that this idolized millinery could look, to those who paid for it, like the decorations of an insane monkey.” ―Charlotte Perkins Gilman, If I Were a Man On Saturday, I walked into our local French bakery.  I usually just pop in, order a café au lait and a waist-killing pastry, then…

The Running Iron, Carmel Valley

“Fortune knocks at every man’s door once in a life, but in a good many cases the man is in a neighboring saloon and does not hear her.”   –Mark Twain (author, humorist, misquoted man)   Call me a sucker, but I have fallen for it—the Carmel Valley charm.  Wine country meets Old West, the little village is…

Wildflower Love: Lupines

“Now my fine friends, no false moves please.  I want you to hand over all the lupins you’ve got.” –Dennis Moore (Monty Python character, poacher of posies) I could start off with hyperbole that waxes the rapture that I have when delved in the botanical world, but let’s face it, wordiness is NOT my thing. So flat…