Shrooms

At Circle Park

Gutter Blossoms

Most folks call you weeds.

But to me, you're two more pretty purple flowers

A Yellow Flower in White

Sometimes the simple form of the flower reveals itself most beautifully when all the color is drained.

A Lighter Shade of Pale

or ... purple

Delicate Purple

I walked through the park yesterday to see what Autumn left in the way of flowers.

Playing with Shapes

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Hosta's Last Dance

As Fall starts seeping into north Idaho, the plants in our front yard are beginning to show their wear.

These feisty hostas are going for one more round of blooms. The buds are shooting up from the leaves.

Then opening a little more day by day

Until they are in full bloom, adding a bit of color in their shady home at the base of the pines.

A last bit of summer splendor.

Goodbye, Summer

The last of the bell flowers bows to the waning sun.

Glass Art Garden

Last May when Jodie and I were exploring Hood River, Oregon, we followed some signs to a glass art studio. Outside, the owners created a garden filled with flowers - both natural and of glass. There were fairies

and angels,

giant glass flowers

and little glass hearts tucked away in the corners.

We were privileged to watch the artist as she formed some vases in this fire.

All Natural

While Jodie and I were out geocaching, we found this at the end of the road.

Along with the organic gardening going on in the neighborhood, were these pretty daisy-like clumps of flowers on the desert floor.

The insect population was glad to be away from the harsh chemicals, too.

Lupine Love

The lupines in our yard are volunteers

I like them so much, I can't think of them as weeds. They're far too pretty.

Besides, they remind me of one of my very favorite children's books, Miss Rumphius.