Monday, December 27, 2010
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Sunday, December 12, 2010
Friday, December 10, 2010
RSPCA Young Photographer Awards 2010 winners and finalists
Ten-year-old Alicia Hayden won the under 12s category with this photo of a hoverfly
Monday, December 6, 2010
Sunday, November 28, 2010
For years Billee and I have passed this house and marveled at the floral display at 3725 No. Vassault St. in Tacoma. Last year there was no display and we had wondered if the Asian man who owns this house was ill. This year the display was back in force and we stopped this past Sunday to photograph it. Billee went up to the owner and told him how much we had enjoyed his garden all these years and he invited us to tour his creation. We found the backyard to be as beautiful as the front. He is Vietnamese, shy, very soft spoken, and speaks very little English, so we couldn't discuss too much with him about the garden. I hope you all enjoy this as much as we did.
View from the street, which always catches our attention.
As you can see a lot of the flowers are in pots. I guess this is so they can be changed easily.
The front of the house is not neglected,either. I wonder if he takes the pots in at night to keep them from being stolen.
Here is the master gardener! I wish we could have communicated. I will print up some of these photos and give them to him.
A Buddhist shrine.
No words need.
Look at how precise the hanging pots are lined up.
Entrance to the backyard.
And here is the backyard. WOW!
More of the back.
More hanging baskets.
And more baskets.
Here is a real beauty.
Billee's hand shows the size. It is hard to believe this is one man's work and I believe he must work on it every day, all day long. What an accomplishment, and joy for his neighbors.
Saturday, November 27, 2010
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
Beauty in Art & The Unusual: When I read "Wolf, The Lives of Jack London" by Gerry
Monday, November 15, 2010
When I read "Wolf, The Lives of Jack London" I looked forward to reviewing this bio because of what Jack London meant to me - Jack London died in 1914 at the age of 40 years old, so he had been dead 17 years when I was born.