Showing posts with label "Mama's garden". Show all posts
Showing posts with label "Mama's garden". Show all posts

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Waiting

I just love my mom's garden. This old wheelbarrow has held flowers and even the birdseed from Meredith's wedding. Now it sits rather lonesomely under a tree. It appears to be waiting for its next job.

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Longing for Rain

My parents have a beautiful stream behind their house. My mom has spent many hours planting and tending this garden spot. Right now, due to the lack of rain, there is a dry stream bed and only a bit of stagnant water in the pond. But here is how it looked in the early spring, when everything was green and new. I love summer but I am getting a bit weary of these hot, humid days and the brown, crunchy grass in my yard. Longing for long, soaking rain to refill the stream and the pond. (By the way, my dad built the bridge himself!)

Friday, August 7, 2009

Ring that Bell

From my parents garden--I guess this could be called a dinner bell. But it reminds me that those school bells will be ringing very soon!!

Thursday, June 4, 2009

Ready for Occupants

My dad has a real creative flair. This is a bird house he build a few years ago. I think it is quite appealing in my mom's flower garden.

Friday, March 27, 2009

Garden Bench

Strategically placed in my mother's garden. The perfect place for a squirrel's lunch spot, a bird's perch, falling leaves, or a tired gardener. And one of our favorite photo spots.

Friday, February 27, 2009

Summer Blooms


I took this shot last summer in my mother's garden. My mother has that wonderful green thumb that can get anything to grow. She has a yard full of glorious color each spring and summer. This is a purple cone flower. It loves sun and blooms profusely in her yard.

This shot actually came out as I pictured it. That doesn't always happen for me. I was trying to get a shallow depth of field and was working at composing for the rule of thirds. I was pleased with how this image turned out. And it will always make me think of my mother's garden.