She Kept A Parrot


Hello, Folks! On my birthday, I spent the early part of the day and the late evening investigating all of the nooks and crannies in the garden. It always surprises and delights me when I discover the changes in everything that grows and lives there beneath the leafy cover. I was delighted when I discovered that Mr. Anole had quietly returned. I almost brushed by him sitting in the shadows on a… Read More

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 took our spring walk in the garden, I promised that the Carolina Trumpet Vine would be filled with coral trumpets by summertime.  I think it has outdone itself this year.  Blossoms continually appear and fall arranging themselves into surprising and delightful… Read More

(The story of the little Lumix LX5’s troubles with The Diva) …And it was such a lovely day in the neighborhood until Little Lumix showed up. Uh Oh.  Here she comes again!   I’ll pretend I don’t see her. Mr. Nikon is so tall and handsome with his black hood.  He’s a real gentleman.  Keeps a polite distance always respecting a girl’s modesty.  Besides, we’ve been together for years.  That little shrimp… Read More

RITA Rita is the inspiration for the title of this blog.  I thought I should finally credit her.  After all, if your byline is based on the life of a character, you ought to say a little something about her, don’t you think?  I don’t have many followers who are parrot keepers.  The reason I know that is because nobody asks questions about her.  If you aren’t a parrot keeper, you probably… Read More

Morning Walk The phone rang at seven-thirty this morning.  My old friend and CPA asked if I were sleeping.  He does this all the time.  He lives, yes lives, in his office from January first to after April fifteenth ever single year.  He is older than I am by several years.  Maybe it’s because the man never sleeps.  He has goodies to eat squirreled away all over his office among the cabinets… Read More

Portrait Of Rita   I received a small letter in my mailbox today.  The envelope was covered with stamps.  Wonderful stamps depicting the Queen Mother and a butterfly and ladybugs.  The return address told me what was inside.   It was a beautiful watercolor portrait of Rita from my dear friend, Lance.   Because I am shaky, I was careful as I opened it.  I couldn’t believe it.  It is perfect.  Absolutely… Read More

Yes, Michael, Rita is real.  She lives with me and my three dogs and Che, the chinchilla.  She’s been with me for ten years or so.  I swear she is not an imaginary friend.  I haven’t had one of those since I was too little to remember.  Here, I’m holding her on my hand and trying to photograph her with no access to the focus ring.   As I often do, I… Read More