The sleuth in me is intrigued. Given there’s a whole order of magnitude difference between the first picture’s code and the second, I’m betting that top picture is last year’s sunflower, not a March Miracle.
Which doesn’t diminish the joy of either picture. But you did cause a little dissonance in my brain when it noted I have yet to put sunflower seeds in the ground this spring - there’s no way you’ve grown one looking like that up there this rainy winter!
Did that sunflower make it through the winter? Our sunflowers disappear rapidly here every summer due to felonious squirrels. But that’s what I get for living in Squirrel Hill., I guess.
We do have a lot of them everywhere, running around the trees and chattering. Used to be only gray ones, but we’re starting to see black ones, too. Pretty cool, as long as they don’t get in your attic.
A gray squirrel used to come and sit on the outside of my airconditioner, and commune through the window with one of the cats; they seemed quite friendly.
I took the photo of the sunflower at the end of last year, but neglected to post it. It was still around until at least the first of March, about two blocks from our house. I enjoyed watching the number of seeds in the head decrease, and the pile of detritus on the ground below it increase, though I never saw a bird or squirrel on the flower. I recently noticed that the plant had been cut down, and decided to post the photo. Still many months to go before this year’s sunflowers.
The other photo’s part of a mosaic-covered bench at a bus stop in Fremont.
Kimberly, you have really been on a roll of taking pictures so vivid and detailed that a person could fall into them. I would whistle in appreciation, but really, it’s a much more meaningful gesture when you can actually hear it.
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I love the top picture - cool detail…
The leaves on the top picture look like the pattern for a Provencal tablecloth. Love you, B
2000 words not needed. Wonderful contrast.
I love it when sunflowers bow down like that. Very moving.
The sleuth in me is intrigued. Given there’s a whole order of magnitude difference between the first picture’s code and the second, I’m betting that top picture is last year’s sunflower, not a March Miracle.
Which doesn’t diminish the joy of either picture. But you did cause a little dissonance in my brain when it noted I have yet to put sunflower seeds in the ground this spring - there’s no way you’ve grown one looking like that up there this rainy winter!
Did that sunflower make it through the winter? Our sunflowers disappear rapidly here every summer due to felonious squirrels. But that’s what I get for living in Squirrel Hill., I guess.
We do have a lot of them everywhere, running around the trees and chattering. Used to be only gray ones, but we’re starting to see black ones, too. Pretty cool, as long as they don’t get in your attic.
A gray squirrel used to come and sit on the outside of my airconditioner, and commune through the window with one of the cats; they seemed quite friendly.
I took the photo of the sunflower at the end of last year, but neglected to post it. It was still around until at least the first of March, about two blocks from our house. I enjoyed watching the number of seeds in the head decrease, and the pile of detritus on the ground below it increase, though I never saw a bird or squirrel on the flower. I recently noticed that the plant had been cut down, and decided to post the photo. Still many months to go before this year’s sunflowers.
The other photo’s part of a mosaic-covered bench at a bus stop in Fremont.
wow, that sf is amazing.
Kimberly, you have really been on a roll of taking pictures so vivid and detailed that a person could fall into them. I would whistle in appreciation, but really, it’s a much more meaningful gesture when you can actually hear it.