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Tag Archives: Nature
While watering my backyard herbs, this little guy decided to visit and critique my actions. He does not look terribly impressed. Or perhaps he was there to let me know that the humming bird feeder was low. I found this … Continue reading
Papa Quail was most displeased to find his little one out of the nest and away from the protection of the bush at the base of our mesquite trees. Photo credit to Husband
I grew up on an island in Washington state, my hometown surrounded first by farmland and next by the sea. I have moved, two times now, to Phoenix, Arizona a city surrounded first by sunshine and next by the desert. … Continue reading
I planted this succulent in a Saguaro boot over a year ago and have watered it sparingly. I have no idea if the recent sprouting of the tendril is a good thing or not, but it is quite pretty. The … Continue reading
Under a bush, an imprint in the rocks lined with little bits and bobbles discarded by nature, new life emerges. Feather fluff of quail and empty shells remains.
Beneath us a persistence, a resilience, an unwavering need to grow, move forward, live. And from that pulse, sprout over root, leaf over sprout, climbing up and out, there is strength and beauty.
A couple weeks ago we got out of town and went in search of nature. The pups were excited to be invited along, squeezing out of the house as we loaded up the car, happy to wait in the back … Continue reading
Yesterday we harvested the celery from our garden. Ever the one to research and be informed, the boys and I watched this video. It made the whole process seem so simple that to call it a process seemed silly. What … Continue reading
Front yard, backyard. Pictures from within our safe space. Why is it that “front yard” is two words, but “backyard” is one? I find it rather bothersome.