A beauty beaten
Her silence hides violence
Story goes untold
Beauty Beaten
Tag: Flowers
Arañas
Spiders sit on pink
Waiting unsuspecting prey
Petals soft with silk
Sunset orange glows
On clouds stretching yawn good night
Darkness doffs the day
The Flight
It’s impossible
The flight of the bumblebee
Played in A minor
7:30 pm — North, South, East, and West.
Morning Dressed in Orange Pinks Night Donned Grays
The morning dressed the clouds in oranges, pinks and grays at dawn.
Yellow roses for Robbie
The evening dressed the storm clouds in various shades of gray as they passed overhead, delivering rain along their way.
Flowers & Birds
I believe this is a juvenile Flycatcher.
Beaker, our Gold Cap Conure who we have had for 29 years.
Crow
Søren, our African Gray who is 13 years old.
Tiny
Tiny blends into the scene
Hidden among yellows
Surrounded by salmon
In Tuscan Sun
Drunk on pollen
He pays no heed
To lenses and shadows
Prying eyes
Straining to see him
A golden hopper
Out of grass
Rose Daze
Flowers Between Brushes & Pieces of Rainbow
Spider Lilies Post Strawberry Moon
Thunderstorm with rain that never reaches the ground.
What we call Spider Lilies finally decided to bloom after getting watered on Thursday
I missed the Strawberry Moon on Thursday night because of clouds and trees. Last night we were still at Laurie’s parents’ house a little after 10 pm when the post Strawberry Strawberry Moon rose.
Friday’s Flowers
Irrigation works wonders. Thursday buds, Friday flowers.
Off Center & Not Even 