If I could paint with Mother Nature’s eye,
I’d not match her colours, hard as I’d try.
Shades of pink, red, white, violet and blue,
subtle variation, colour and hue.
No matter the talent, effort and time
I’d never paint anything so sublime.
While out for my sunrise shots, I turned to look at the sunrise’s effect behind me and watched these brilliant yellow canola fields slowly appear, surmounted by sunlit clouds.
In 1978, the word Canola was invented to describe a variety of rape or rapeseed plant (from the turnip, rutabaga, cabbage, Brussels sprouts and mustard family). This hybrid eliminates two undesirable traits of the original rape plant resulting in a seed that is pressed to produce a low acid cooking oil. Canola – Canadian Oil Low Acid (Source – Wikipedia).
Morning light illuminates the land
painting it with subtle pastel hues.
Light and shadow walking hand in hand,
pale greens and golds chase away the blues.
Outside my window
arboreal splendour grows.
Strong summer shadows.
In back border, a shrub exists,
with floral scent of faint citrus.
Mounds of flowers cascade right down
as if in floral bridal gown.
Orange scent wafts as soft winds blow,
tiny white petals fall like snow.
All too soon, there is naught but green,
but my mind’s eye knows what I’ve seen.
Trying to capture a sunrise in early July can be difficult, as sunrise happens about 5:15 AM. That being said, the early light and the noisy dawn chorus do not tend to lead this light sleeper to lengthy slumber. So it was, that I awoke around 5:00 AM, to see this beautiful red sky at morning. While I was happy with such a display, I could have used a better sleep. Pardon my perversion of the old adage.
Once a Yawn a Time
Red sky in morning
means only one thing for sure.
Allan is yawning.
The last few years have been disappointing for me as it comes to gardening. We have been here for 27 years and all those trees we planted have now grown up to shade my garden patch. My best crop has been weeds for the past 10 years. Hardly worth the effort.
Not yet ready to give up, I devised a new plan. My tomato plants grow well on the South side of the deck. What if I extend this bed and abandon the East garden altogether? A bit of work was required to rip up and move the sod and build up the bed. But, it appears to have been worth it. Romaine, carrots and beets are growing nicely and well ahead of the old location. Even the tomatoes seem to approve, as we have had some early ripeners already by the end of June. There is just one problem. It appears the sparrows also like the new location and insist on feeding on the Romaine and beet leaves. Solve one problem, create another.
PS: Just brought in bags of tomatoes, carrots, beetroots and beet tops. How does your garden grow?
Another bird I have never seen before, in our little town, the Red Necked Grebe was floating on the storm water pond at the same time as the Pelicans. The red plumage is brightest during the breeding season, after which it fades to a dusky brown.
The North American birds breed in Northern Canada and they winter along the West coast down as far as the Baja peninsula and the East coast down to almost the tip of Florida, a distance of some 4,200 km (2,625 miles).
I don’t drive a truck
but I still have a red neck.
What is your Grebe-ance?