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Views Around the Old Homestead

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Mum has taken to walking around the house for exercise and I try to walk with her.  I, of course, take either one or both of my cameras along.

Hanging on our front patio in the early afternoonThis is one of the views from our front patio, early in the evening.  We have yet to use the hanging lanterns, but oh!!  I love the sound of wind chimes!

 

The Overgrown BougainvilleaI have come to love the willy-nilly, thorny growth of this bougainvillea.  The blooms are lovely when they are backlit by the sun, there are times of the year that the entire bush is covered in the papery blossoms in their fade-resistant pink.

 

Even with vigilant pruning these can take over, never mind our “it’ll still be there later” gardening mindset.  There have been times we have had to move the branches out of our way on the front patio, which is 8 feet wide.

 

 

The Twisty TreeThis is a tree by the office where I apply for food stamps, I like the way that the branches writhe around each other.

 

Sun Through the TreeSame tree, much closer this time, with the sun peering through the leaves.

 

The Wee BirdiesWe had a brief rain squall last Friday, and I went out to take pictures of the clouds, when I circled ‘round to the front of the house I spied these wee birdies taking shelter from the wild winds.

 

The Mountain In The eastAfter all this time, I am still fascinated by the mountains, Michigan had no’real’ mountains, they got shaved away by a glacier in the last Ice Age.  Every time I stop and look at this particular mountain, I am reminded of an early Rush song’s lyrics.

 

“Yet my eyes are drawn towards

The mountain in the East.

It fascinates and captivates.

And gives my heart no peace.”

 

     The Fountain of Lamneth © 1975 Lee, Lifeson, and Peart

 

And yes, this mountain is due east if our little nestie.

 

 

Surprise!]I have been busily sorting, and cataloguing books to go into storage (5 boxes of ‘em) and in the midst of what is actual work I ran across a book that wouldn’t close properly.  When I opened it to the gap, I found these Mexican Bird of Paradise blossoms I had pressed years ago.  What a sweet thing to find while I am boxing books.

 

Oh, and, I have not catalogued the books that are staying in my room, nor have I catalogued the sixteen larger boxes of books already in storage!!  Did I mention that I am a bookworm?  Hahahahahhaahaha!!!

 

Words and Images © 2008, Gwen M. Myers

Written by gwenguin1

May 22, 2008 at 3:06 am