Archive for the ‘joie de vivre’ Category

~as above, not so below~

Sunday, October 11th, 2020

Ivy: Halloween bat toy must die! Ziggy: Totally…you get it, sis.

~autumnal dance~

Saturday, October 3rd, 2020

Alfonso does his Canada Goose dance through the grasslands as birds large and small abandon nests or cross borders, and the algae and milkweed bloom.

~feline frame of mind~

Tuesday, September 22nd, 2020

Ziggy: Why, just look at this feather, Ivy! Isn’t Mother Nature bewitching? Ivy: Yeah, pure enchantment. Now gimme a hand, Zig, I nearly got this thing dismantled.

~let’s get ready to rumble!~

Saturday, September 12th, 2020

~jamming good with weird and gilly~

Thursday, September 3rd, 2020

Introducing 🐾Ziggy & Ivy 🐾! These tween siblings are four months old, spent some part of their first two months on the street, and have been with us nearly two weeks. Ivy (black) is polydactyl (she has extra front toes like mittens), and befitting a gal whose namesake is Poison Ivy Rorschach, she’s a purr machine […]

~resilient lady love~

Thursday, July 23rd, 2020

This female Black Swallowtail (Papilio Polyxenes) lives in my garden, unhindered by her damaged wing, fluttering and feasting on the self-seeded verbena (planted last year) that pops up every so often in the beds. She keeps me company as I pull weeds, sip coffee, sweat, and sneak in some green time before the heat and to-do […]

~cosmic wink~

Wednesday, July 15th, 2020

On my studio doorstep, in afternoon sun, I found half a luna moth’s wings.  I’ve longed to see this favorite in the wild, and this is as close as I’ve come.   It was left at my feet, like my cat used to leave birds and lizards, in offering. Like most, I haven’t been feeling especially grounded, and […]

~insect in flagrante~

Tuesday, July 7th, 2020

Teeny tiny acrobats braved the summer breezes in my Karl Foerster grass this afternoon. Japanese Beetles are known to ravage gardens (as though the damn deer and woodchuck were not sufficient), but are also of the Scarabaeidae family, and so, feel lucky–especially when (determinedly) getting lucky.

~ghost flower~

Saturday, July 4th, 2020

This weekend, dear friends came up to stay in our guest digs and meet us on the porch for some experimental socially distanced revelry.  On the fourth, we spatchcocked a chicken (along with grilled peaches and grilled Caesar salad) and christened our new-to-us bbq, but first hiked a nearby conservancy we’d yet to visit. The […]

~ciao, italia~

Thursday, October 24th, 2019

The view from our best dust, mid-trip, with gorgeous light and a murmuration of swifts.

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