How now, brown cow

I'm still having loads of fun with the mosaic maker at Big Huge Labs. This is my chocolate edition, which is actually just brown but I like saying chocolate. And if you want to see what this cow is really thinking, you should visit here.

Hanging with my homegirls

And homeboys too, I assume. I was thinking of putting a lovely little poem right here but I thought what the hey. It's just a buncha ducks and geese and weez just all hangin' out. 'Nuff said. And that's the name of that!

Looking up

Live each season as it passes;
breathe the air, drink the drink,
taste the fruit, and resign yourself to the influences of each.

Henry David Thoreau

Little bug

While at Bombay Hook the other day, I noticed some yellow wildflowers growing by the roadside, so I pulled over and changed lenses to take this photo. The weather was perfect, however there was a gently blowing breeze and I waited between gusts to get this little shot.

I'm moulting . . . moulllll-ting . . .

This morning, we drove to Bombay Hook Nature Center in Delaware where we saw lots of snow geese and other birds. The tide was super low. And it was my husband that spotted this Great Blue Heron, who, upon closer inspection, was found to be moulting.

Mums the word

This is a bloom from a scraggly mum plant that is growing here. It's an old wooden bucket and I'm thinking of planting it, when I get around to it. Maybe I'll do it tomorrow. Or the next day. It's certainly bright, and pink!!

A surprise

On Sunday, while walking in the backyard, I came across several violets that were blooming. What a nice surprise!

And even better, when I came inside and headed to the kitchen to make a cup of tea, there was a tiny bouquet of violets in a little shot glass. Who is my secret gift-giver, do you ask? Well, it would have to be my husband. George can't reach into the cupboards!

Told you it was a nice surprise.