Saturday, May 24, 2014

Saturday Farmer's Market - Good Morning Glories!

Created by Heather at Capricious Reader, and now hosted by Chris at Stuff as Dreams are Made on.

This is the first bloom on the Morning Glory vines. There are a lot of little buds, but this one is way ahead.

I went out at 6:30 Thursday morning to water and it looked like this (at left). By 8:30 it was wide awake (above).

 Look! The Easter Lily!

Another batch of Dutch Iris showed up. 
And beautifully, I might add.

Lavender and California Poppies make a lovely combination, and the bees are ecstatic!

In Flanders Fields
- John McCrae

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

Bees politely visit the other flowers, but they swarm the Lavender.

I like to think I'm doing my part to fight the colony collapse disorder that threatens not just them, but us as well.

I don't know what these are,
but they're cute.

The Portulaca are starting to fill in.

Our property borders the flood control channel at the back, and against our fence on the wash side is an ancient plum tree. It suffered from the same invasive marauder that killed our trees and we thought it was dead also.

But look. It's not only alive. It's in fruit!

I think these are actually prune plums, if there is such a difference. They are sweet but small and not very juicy.

More Portulaca

My Sweety brought some decorations for Mother's Day.


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