Matchmaker, Matchmaker
make me some seeds
dust from my kind
you do the deed.
Matchmaker, Matchmaker
fly through the blooms
and make me a perfect match.
For pistil make it some pollen
For stamen we’ll need something with wings
Bee, well you bring the pollen
and I’ll give you nectar for every fling.
Matchmaker, Matchmaker
make me some seeds
dust from my kind
you do the deed
Day after day I sit here all alone
find some pollen to fert. my ov’.
FLOWER on the Roof
I have been watching this one for days.
I have been wondering how it could possibly fly with that tattered wing.
It has been feeding on the butterfly bush along with all the perfect butterflies.
I watched it fly this morning.
No bobbing, swooping or gliding like the normal butterfly flight.
It was rapidly beating its wings, no meandering.
This one was all business about staying up and going somewhere.
Thank you sister. You are today’s inspiration.
FLOWER can fly again, too.
What a lovely spot to wait for lunch!
This Crab Spider needs no web. She is waiting for her food to be delivered.
She patiently sits inside this Hoya bloom
for an unsuspecting moth to stop by for a snack.
Then the moth becomes a meal.
Seems like the moth should notice the carcass dangling below.
Sneaky spider!
FLOWER
My three passions are purple, red and wild.
These flowers are so complex.
I am fascinated by their structure.
The insects love them, too.
The Hummer loves the red.
FLOWER loves her vines.
If I had wings, I would have two sets.
They would be shiny, but sturdy.
The veins would be silver. The film between would be clear as glass.
I would be able to fly up, down, sideways, backwards and also hover.
My wings would work in tandem and independently, so I could do tricks in the sky.
I would fly fast and fly far until I found a lovely garden full of flowers.
Then I would land on something pointy and pose for pictures.
I would smile with my chitinous teeth
and look at the camera with my 30,000 lenses.
FLOWER dreams of being a dragon fly.
I am surrounded by cuteness.
Most people think bunnies are cute,
but I think bugs are also cute.
I think it is precious that something so tiny is busy doing its job in the garden.
The bunnies, however, do not seem the least bit concerned
with doing anything productive.
I guess when you are that cute, you don’t need to concern yourself with a purpose.
I guess their cuteness is their purpose.
I wish I were that cute!
FLOWER/Bunny Stalker
I love Pineapple Lilies/Eucomis.
If you don’t have enough space for these beauties,
try a little Aloha lily instead.
They are perfectly happy in a pot.
Keep them watered with a weak fertilizer.
I love their little pink “pineapples.”
FLOWER
I love all Elephant Ears/ Colocasias.
I have many varieties.
My favorite is Mojito.
Every leaf is a different mosaic of blacks and greens.
No two leaves are alike.
Even the tiny leaves have beautiful patterns.
They thrive in shade or partial sun. They love water.
So lovely. So easy.
Mix it up with a Mojito.
FLOWER
There is a castle in Napa Valley, California.
If you can’t travel to Tuscany, you can get a taste of Italy at the Castello di Amorosa.
I felt like I was back inside the walls of Volterra
with all its stonework
and iron dragons.
Standing guard are knights in not-so-shining armor.
The Great Hall walls are covered with colorful frescoes of
queens, kings, and fair maidens,
flowers and birds.
Below the tunnels are full of cold, aromatic barrels of wine.
Glistening and tasty wines
with magical names like La Fantasia and Simpatica.
What started as Dario Sattui’s dream is now a delight for all who visit.
FLOWER
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