Have you ever babysat a wild bird? Well I did. My neighbors feed meal worms to the Western Bluebirds that come around and nest each year. They left for California for a week and asked if I would like to feed the birds. It was a delight!
The parents take turn feeding the babies. This is the more colorful male.
This is the female loading up her beak.
The babies are due to fly out of the nest in about 3 days!
Sunday, May 29, 2011
Old Fashioned
Woolen quilt made by my Great Grandma Griffin...over 100 years old
This assignment is from my current photography class using sepia tone and selecting one of the highest ISO settings to give the pictures a more grainy look.
Bill's mom and dad brought these dogs with them from England many years ago.
Some of my Grandma Pearl's "treasures"
Some Farr "treasures" from England
My Mom's beautiful hand embroidery
1807 letter to my Grandma Pearl
This assignment is from my current photography class using sepia tone and selecting one of the highest ISO settings to give the pictures a more grainy look.
Bill's mom and dad brought these dogs with them from England many years ago.
Some of my Grandma Pearl's "treasures"
Some Farr "treasures" from England
My Mom's beautiful hand embroidery
1807 letter to my Grandma Pearl
Flora and Fauna to Lift the Soul!
Anne had never been to Crystal Springs Rhododendron Garden in Portland, so I met her after her work one day and we went there. It is one of the prettiest gardens around.
A beautiful wood duck.
Gorgeous creamy blooms
There were balls of lacy flowers everywhere you looked!
We saw several Canada Geese with their babies.
A frisky little squirrel
Love that texture!
A mother mallard. Everyone who can should treat themselves to this beautiful little oasis in the busy metropolitan world of Portland.
A beautiful wood duck.
Gorgeous creamy blooms
There were balls of lacy flowers everywhere you looked!
We saw several Canada Geese with their babies.
A frisky little squirrel
Love that texture!
A mother mallard. Everyone who can should treat themselves to this beautiful little oasis in the busy metropolitan world of Portland.
I did it!!!!!
Visual Delight at Salem Wednesday Market
If you make a trip to down town Salem on Wednesdays, you cannot resist the outdoor market. The flowers are stunning, grown and arranged by the vendors.
The home grown vegetables are beautiful! One day I'm going to try some of this fennel.
I bought a dozen farm eggs. Aren't they gorgeous?
I liked this colorful fruit display. I got the email of the vendor and sent her pictures because she did not have any!
Clack and Kerchunk!
Anne and I drove from the lilac garden to Ridgefield Wildlife Refuge just a few miles away. I keep taking pictures of herons! There are probably a gazillion of them since I started this blog a few years ago!
I caught this Red-winged Black Bird in the middle of his song.
"Clack and Kerchunk!" That's what this Bittern sounded like while doing his mating call. Actually he sounded like a huge bullfrog after making clacking sounds with his beak. This is one camouflaged bird!!!!
I caught this Red-winged Black Bird in the middle of his song.
"Clack and Kerchunk!" That's what this Bittern sounded like while doing his mating call. Actually he sounded like a huge bullfrog after making clacking sounds with his beak. This is one camouflaged bird!!!!
Grandma's Lilacs
Another visit to the Hulda Klager Lilac Garden in Washington with my daughter Anne brought back memories of my Grandma Pearl. Grandma loved the color lavender and she loved lilacs! However, this delicate pink variety is my very favorite.
We had huge camellia bushes when I was growing up. I could not resist this picture.
At the garden there are a large variety of lilacs in many different shades.
Hulda Klager's home is now a museum and it is a delight to go through!
We had huge camellia bushes when I was growing up. I could not resist this picture.
At the garden there are a large variety of lilacs in many different shades.
Hulda Klager's home is now a museum and it is a delight to go through!
Sunday, May 22, 2011
There's No Place Like Home
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