She Kept A Parrot

The Polar Vortex came On the heels of the murderous Frost And wrapped the Garden in ice Black Ice The Fans made a sound like rustling parchment When the wind shifted...

When my husband (Dean) was living, he had two loves:  Boy and his longhorns.  He got his first two bulls from a friend who maintains a herd of them here and...

A Ride Downtown The first building I saw on my ride was Our Lady of Lourdes Catholic church.  Worshipers were coming out of the church, but they were kind enough to...

A Family Business When I took the photographs of the old equipment and buildings at our concrete business several months ago, I posted most of them.   Then I realized that I...

Tea With Miss Lucy Anole Mr. Anole made a surprise appearance in his new coat yesterday.  A green one instead of the brown one he was wearing when we met.  He...

The Carolina Trumpet From my chair on the porch, I can see the trumpets.  They hang down almost to waist level as I walk the path to Boy’s house.  When we...

More Fans Everybody knows how fan palms fascinate me by their mysterious play with light. The fans are different colors depending on the light. On a cloudy day, they are subdued...

Yesterday, I posted a cactus flower.  My artsy cactus flower.  The truth is that the wind was blowing the cactus plants all around, and I was doing my routine St. Vitus...

Today is my seventieth birthday.  Seventy is an unbelievable number of years.  The number doesn’t compute in my head!  So…  today, I post whatever I like.  I like my trumpet flower...

This garage was old when I moved to Victoria.  It has not changed.  It got a new skin somewhere along the way, but it kept its vintage windows.  There is a...