Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Mind Control

Photo above of Norman

As I walked through the house today one thought kept popping into my mind: Fish. Weird.

Photo of Georgie.

Fishies, fishies.

Photo of Lars Olaf


Photo of Martha Mae

Fishies, please?

Photo of Olivia

Fishies, FISHIES, fishies, FISHIES!!

Give them the fishies.........................NOW!

And, suddenly, I felt like it was urgent, no, imperative, no...a matter of life and death...that I give my cats their fishie treats IMMEDIATELY. Isn't it strange how these thoughts come out of nowhere and invade your mind?

(The photo of the mountain lion is from the Internet, photographer unknown).

Sunday, August 28, 2011

Sunday Sunlight

Taken July, 2008, near Hwy. 138 below Silverwood Dam.

Friday, August 26, 2011

Faeries Friday - Rillana

This is Rillana, and she usually lives down by the stream. However, it's very hot today, and the fish are being particularly rude. You know...leaping up and making huge splashes trying to drench her, sneaking up underneath her when she's hovering over the water and blowing bubbles up to startle her.

Well, she beat them at their own game! Rillana got tired of dodging splashes and bubbles so she waited and watched until a fish blew an especially large bubble. She quickly put a faerie enchantment on the bubble, then rode the bubble through the air to my studio...where it's cool and quiet and there aren't any pesky fish. I just have to be careful not to bump into her while she's floating about my studio and burst her bubble. I accidentally did that once before and, believe me, it's not something I want to do again. Not only did she make me carry her around on a little silk cushion for the rest of the day, when I went into my studio the next morning she had hidden all my paint brushes underneath some paper towels in the trash can. Took me hours to find them...

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Sunday, August 21, 2011

Sunday Sunlight

Lake Arrowhead, California

Friday, August 19, 2011

Faeries Friday - Paili

This is a faerie my husband gave to me. She looked to me like a Faerie that you might encounter in Hawaii, maybe because of the little band of flowers around her ankle, so I named her 'Paili' which means faerie in Hawaiian. Or so one Internet site claims...

Thursday, August 18, 2011

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Tuesday, August 16, 2011

Old Trees

"It is not so much for its beauty that the forest makes a claim upon humans' hearts, as for that subtle something, that quality of air that emanates from old trees, that so wonderfully changes and renews a weary spirit." Robert Louis Stevenson

Monday, August 15, 2011

Anthony Says...

I detest it when Mom takes so many pictures of me. Makes my right eye get all squinty. She thinks I'm winking at her...AS IF!

Sunday, August 14, 2011

Sunday Sunlight

I took this around 4:00 p.m. yesterday afternoon. I have my favorite spots in the forest where I could (and sometimes do) sit for a couple of hours and watch the late afternoon sun paint ever-changing landscapes simply by moving its light. The flowers are red penstemon, a favorite of the hummingbirds. I tried to capture an image of the the little red and green jewels as they darted around the penstemon, but all I got were red and green blurs. Ah well, perhaps another day...with a different camera!

Saturday, August 13, 2011

A Few Wildflowers

I spotted these wild flowers while out for a walk...

Wild roses. They used to be much more abundant when we got more rain during the summer months than we do now, but they still flourish in a few places.

Dogbane, which is poisonous to animals, most especially cattle. It's not really a problem, though, because it tastes so terrible that that the animal usually never eats enough to be harmed. It can cause a rash similar to the one that stinging nettles cause if picked by humans. I keep pulling it up, but it keeps coming back. It grows from two to four feet tall and grows along the edges of the forest and in sunny areas.

Feverfew. I just love this cheerful little plant. So many people up here call it a weed, I suppose because it grows so abundantly in the spring and summer. The flowers are only about the size of a dime, and it usually grows in large clumps along the roadsides and in open clearings in the forest. It gets about two feet tall. It has been used for treating headaches, fever, arthritis and digestive problems, but it can cause nausea, vomiting, pain, contact dermatitis and mouth ulcers if chewed or improperly prepared, so I stick to using the capsules I get from the health food store.

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Memory; A Prickly Subject Sometimes

I took this in the Spring of 2008 while driving down Highway 18 and it has taken me until now to identify what flower it is. How embarrassing! Well, maybe not so much, because I have thousands of photos in hundreds of folders and I just plain forgot about it.

Oh right, the name. It's Prickly Phlox. I almost forgot - again.

Now that's embarrassing.

Sunday, August 7, 2011

Saturday, August 6, 2011

It's a Bird, It's a Plane, No, It's...

A really confused cat. Mr. Murphy has taken to laying on the platform where I put out peanuts for the birds and squirrels. This picture is blurry because I had to shoot it through a window screen. He runs away if I step out of it.

I don't know...maybe he thinks if he smells like peanuts the birds will land on him and he can catch one, even though he has absolutely no need for a bird as I feed him very well. Or maybe he's gone 'round the proverbial bend and thinks he is a bird!

Friday, August 5, 2011

Faeries Friday - Laverna the Lavender Fairy

This is a little chair I painted for my newest great-great niece. Right now her mother loves it, and I'm hoping when little Elizabeth gets old enough she will love it, too.

Thursday, August 4, 2011

Hollyhock Time

When I think of summer, I think of Hollyhocks. They were in all the gardens of my childhood and I made sure that, wherever I lived after I was grown, I had them in my own gardens.

Their wonderful crinkly, delicate petals, so well suited to making hollyhock ballerinas. Or Faeries.

The bees adore them; I think that one on the left is using part of the hollyhock as a dress!

And, perhaps, a hat as well...

Like Fireweed, which my friend in Alaska calls a 'time keeping' plant because its flowers open from the bottom of the plant at the start of summer and continue on up the plant as summer progresses, the hollyhock, for the most part, does the same. When the last flowers at the very top of the plant have opened, then faded and fallen off, you know that Autumn will soon sweep in on a chill breeze...and hollyhock time won't be back until next summer.

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

Tuesday, August 2, 2011


"The animal shall not be measured by man. In a world older and more complete than ours, they move finished and complete, gifted with extension of the senses we have lost or never attained, living by voices we shall never hear. They are not brethren; they are not underlings; they are other nations, caught with ourselves in the net of life and time, fellow prisoners of the splendor and travail of the earth." Henry Beston, naturalist and author 1888 - 1968

Monday, August 1, 2011

A Beautiful Mystery

This is a clump of Santa Ana River Woolly Eriastrum, or Woolly Star. I've never seen it up here before. The bright blue color caught my eye as I was driving on Highway 173 just past Papoose Lake. I love the dark blue pin stripes on the flowers. The flowers are little, each one about one quarter of an inch wide. (Left click on the photos, they will enlarge).

When I was searching for information on this flower, I found out it only grows in areas that are frequently flooded by the Santa Ana River. The river originates high (above 9,000 feet) up on the north flank of Mount San Gorgonio near the tiny, cold streams of Coon Creek and Heart Bar Creek, then flows down through the San Bernardino Valley and on through Riverside County and Orange County, eventually entering the Pacific Ocean. This plant flourishes in the sand left behind by the floods down in the flat lands, so I have no idea how it got up here. It was growing on a dry, sandy hillside that I know has never been flooded. It's a mystery...a beautiful mystery.
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