Thursday, July 24, 2014

Lady's Mantle

Lady's Mantle 
(Alchemilla mollis)

A cloak of tiny chartreuse stars
wraps round, downy grey-green leaves
bejeweled by rain.
beauty's miracle.

Wednesday, July 23, 2014

Deer are Nibbling my Hostas

The white tail deer explore the yard and nibble our hostas like salad greens.  They prefer the smaller white and pale green plants.  Why can't they eat the gout weed?  It has the same coloration.  

I had healthy hosta plants, now I have chewed stems. And they've moved on to the less favoured all-green hostas.  

These deer are no longer endearing visitors. They've become pests who are stripping the gardens.

Do you have any suggestions?

Tuesday, July 22, 2014

Daylily 2014

Daylilies bloom.
Over-the-top luscious; 
they throw everything they have 
into their brief lives.  

How wise.

Friday, July 18, 2014

Clematis Vines in Bloom 2014

The clematis vines are in bloom on trellises around the house; profuse blooms, nodding riots of colour.

Wednesday, July 16, 2014

Big Tancook Island, Nova Scotia...more

We had frequent visitors at the cottage we rented 
on Big Tancook Island.
The neighbour's cat...

the neighbour's hens...

each wandered through exploring
and ignoring us.

This is the view from the cottage 
on Southeast Cove, Big Tancook Island.
The first piece of land, the darkest to the left is
the other curve of Southeast Cove.
Behind that is the tip of Little Tancook Island
and behind that again
is Blandford on the mainland.
On clear nights, 
we could see the light at Peggy's Cove
sweeping the sea.

This is the evening sky 
on our last day at the cottage.
There the night sky was free 
from light pollution so the stars
were visible, incredible,

There was so much more to do and see
than we had time to explore,
both on the island and in the Chester area.
We'll have to return.

I'm hoping 

Words in coloured text will take you to another site 
with additional information, if you click on them.
I've written so much lately about the cottage and the Tancooks 
that people have asked if I was advertising for them.  The answer is no.
I've received nothing for the writing.
I enjoyed the island so much, it is difficult to stop talking about it.
Go, see for yourself.

Tuesday, July 15, 2014

Foxgloves in my Garden

Whenever foxgloves grow in my garden,
I think of my childhood.

They were fairy hats,
or dresses for tiny folk.

They were signs of magic, 
always a surprise,
always welcome.