A bashful flower that blooms off the side of the stem, not at the top of the plant. It is an unknown plant for me. If the former owners planted it, I will give it a chance to show what it can do.
Sunday, April 30, 2017
Saturday, April 29, 2017
The blooms of lilac makes us all sure the spring has arrived. You have to wear your winter coat to go out and view them. This cutting of them is a bonus as they continue to open their blooms and they are thriving in their bucket of water inside the house.
Friday, April 28, 2017
The male goldfinch changes feather colors once it starts to warm up in the spring. The drab brown is gone and the new new yellow feathers have grown in to show off their look. There is enough older timber in my new neighborhood that the house finch and goldfinch are plentiful.
My earliest memories of the goldfinch were of them along the timber areas of southern Iowa. The prairie-like fields on our farm were there because the land was too rough for my dad to cultivate into a corn field. So the natural grasses and prairie plants would fill up the field and the goldfinches would dart around finding seeds to eat. In the fall the thistle plants would be loaded with birds.
Thursday, April 27, 2017
I restricted my choice of photos with having no flowers photos today. Then I decided to share the entryway of the house and the new rug has flowers. It is a wonderful entry with a guest closet to the one side. Our very first visitors needed a place to sit down in which to put on their shoes. We are looking for the just right bench or piece of furniture to go in on the one side. Barney has discovered that the wood floor is cooler for him to lay on but the rug is good for his old bones. He lays half on it and half off to it.
Wednesday, April 26, 2017
Tuesday, April 25, 2017
As we return to our old farmhouse that is in town, we feel like we really were from a farm. Our old community is surrounded by farm land and there are cattle on the edge of town in which new calves have been born.
Monday, April 24, 2017
New England bluebells put out a great batch of color in the spring. My earliest memories of this kind of plant ranges back to the farm when I was a young kid. I looked forward to finding them growing up among the past years tall dead grass. The shapes of the flower bells are magical. I was so surprised and pleased to find that the property I bought in Woodward 40 years ago had bluebells spread all over the garden areas around the house. To have this very large plant of them in our front garden area now is a great treat.