I went down to Orangeburg, South Carolina to see some cousins and fell in love with a statue.
I rode down south with my sister to have a family visit among the roses in the Edisto Memorial Garden.
I planned this to be a rose post.
But then I saw her and the baby.
This is how it happens…
everything else disappears.
There was only me and the two of them.
Forget my family and the surrounding flora and fauna.
There in the middle of all those roses stood two bronze angels.
Here is the marker.
I will leave the rest up to my photographs. I hope they do them both justice.
This pair and another set of statues are by Zan Wells. The next set will be my next post.
Helen Williams must be a very special person. This was a very special pair of people.
It’s been such a delight to see all my Hemerocallis varieties blooming this June,
unlike last year when they were devoured before opening.
Here are some more lovely blooms.
I am feeling a bit greedy keeping all these juicy blooms for myself.
If I could train the deer to deadhead, we would both be happy.
Why can’t nature be more cooperative?
I love my little friend Mr. Blue, but not before 6:00AM.
How can there even be a reflection at 6:00AM.?
That’s when he starts attacking his reflection in the library window.
There are irritating squeaking and tapping noises.
And pooping down the siding and on the deck posts.
I figured if he could be fooled by a reflection, he could also be fooled by a picture.
Flower and Owls
This is an Easter cactus, Rhipsalidopsis.
It is finally blooming mid-June.
Maybe we should call it an Eid cactus,
since it is neither Easter nor spring right now.
Its blooms are pointy and sweet.
A cactus by any other name…
I was given a piece of this Epiphyllum three years ago.
It was my first cactus orchid. I have been unsure of how to care for it.
It has grown well but never bloomed..
I hope I don’t have to wait three more years for another bloom,
but this lovely flower was worth the wait.
I know that three days after we have a good rain,
my lovely pink rain lilies will burst into bloom.
Zephyranthus robustus is also called Fairy Lily.
They look like bouquets in the garden.
The deer battle continues. I have pulled out all the stops.
We have fence. We have Deer Scram.
We have stakes. We have bird netting.
So far so good.
Here are a few survivors.
I cannot let the deer learn to eat my flowers or they will stay in the area and only eat my juicy flowers.
I am being cruel to be kind. I do not believe in interfering with nature.
I do not feed the birds(except hummingbirds) because they stay in one area
and the bird’s of prey learn to hunt there most of the time
and everybody gets lazy and crowded and spreads diseases…
It’s not nice to fool with Mother Nature!
FLOW in the KNOW
High volumes of frogs with high volume calls are taking the nights by storm.
This has been the froggiest summer yet.
There are frogs on the walls and
frogs in the walls.
Frogs on the windows.
Frogs on the doors.
Frogs on the gutters.
Frogs on the rocks.
Frogs right under our bedroom window. (Mercy!)
It is beginning to feel like an invasion here.
There are frogs everywhere and more on the way.
Somebody Save Me!
Frog Mama Flow
Must I do battle every single day here?
I paused to admire my new little green coffee beans on my coffee tree.
There seemed to be quite a bit of action around the beans.
Ants were busily running back and forth along the branches.
They were tending to their flock of scales. A nasty insect that sucks sap.
There was a busy little food chain with my beans at the bottom.
For the next hour, I sat in the rain with skewers and Q-tips.
Interfering with nature. I killed hundreds of scales. The ants skittered away.
The removal was followed by spritzes of warm Dawn water.
First my buds and now my beans!
My bunnies better not be next!
Oooh Wee Baby!