A Gousty Evening

203 :: Little House Light

Little house light with Grandmommy.
Golf lesson with Grandfather.
Wallace was captivated.

203 :: Golf Lesson

203 :: A Little More Golf

Ellen always finds the flowers.

204 :: flowers

More antics with Uncle Chris.

204 :: Airplane

And Julien, contemplating amidst all the cousin chaos.

What you don’t see is how completely overwhelmed I am feeling on this night.
Photography is good at hiding as well as revealing.

204 :: Contemplating

July Abundance

191 :: Gathering

I have a tremendous amount to say about flowers in July – and most of it comes out in the form of poetry and photographs.

192 :: Flowers for Sale

this day selling flowers at the art fair
thanks to Grandmommy
because my head was too full of house project lists to think about
flowers
but flowers –
what could be more important than flowers?

201 :: Calendula

See the sunshine
captured within these glorious petals?

they will dry out
with all their goodness preserved —
and we will soak them in sweet oil, for weeks,
and squeeze out the golden essence
and combine it with beeswax
and pour it into a beautiful little jar
for you.

And you will carry it
in your pocket
all winter long,
dreaming of sunshine
as you smooth summer into your skin.

188 :: Calendula Harvest

199 :: Rose Petals

I’m saving them for you.
why?
because they are my givingness:
so unprotected,
safe,
and having all I need.

Remember the wild rosebush?

Dog Days of Summer

169 :: Morning Walk

Theo boy is living a dog’s life over here. And growing so fast! He has tripled in size since we brought him home two months ago. The girls have been diligently training, walking, washing, brushing, giving swimming lessons . . . and generally taking Theo out to explore the world. I know I’ve said this before, probably a dozen times, but I just love to watch them nurture their pup.

168 :: Lavande

169 :: Shake

171 :: Baby Dog

172 :: Sister Photo Shoot

172 :: More Training

178 :: Under the Umbrella

178 :: Wet Doggie, Dog

182 :: Littermates

184 :: Evening Light

Happy Hennies

153 :: Chicken Boy

The ladies had such freedom in the Gousty woods. Coming and going as they pleased. Scratching and pecking for bugs in the mulch. Visiting us on the porch steps at lunchtime. Following Susie like loyal puppies, eager for compost.

152 :: Chicken Steps

It was a good life you had there in the lovely forest land, ladies.

141 :: Hammock

149 :: Henny