Showing posts with label poppy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poppy. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Dash

This morning, the weather was lovely. As evidenced by these pictures. I was so excited to go for a run when I got home. Yeah, it's raining now. No running. Hopes dashed. I do love that poppy though...
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Saturday, February 27, 2010

Lazy Saturday

Late afternoon sunlight. Fresh flowers. Bliss.

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My dad has these ancestors that are Jewish, right? Well, Jewish people hang these little things call mezuzahs next to their doors. Inside are little passages from the Torah. The Jews kiss their hand and then touch the mezuzah when they walk into their home, that way they are always being reminded about God and the blessings in their lives. Well, my mom got these fancy mezuzahs for my dad for his birthday. We aren't Jewish. No sir. But we figure that it is fun to embrace our heritage, and to be more well rounded and knowledgable. We thought about putting the Title of Liberty in them to have more of a personal meaning, but didn't. At any rate, one hangs at the front (photo 3), and the other the back (photos 1 & 2). They are awesome.

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Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Whiteness

I was looking through my photos, and I don't have very many of white flowers. I was inspired to find something good looking and white (besides myself, that is). And voila! The forever favorite iceland poppy.


Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Thursday, January 21, 2010

On the Doppler

Today's weather was kind of bizarre. Cold and rainy this morning, then ridiculous wind, and then a nasty haze that completely blocked the Catalinas and Rincons (note photo 1, which is facing east). Out of no where, come glimpses of sun. That's where the poppy comes in (photo 2). My dad picked some and brought them inside so that they don't all die in the wind. They're awful fragile. Anyway, bizarre weather today! Photo 3 is just there because I like it.


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Sunday, January 17, 2010

Texture

I love when a photograph shows really interesting texture. Like the wrinkles in the flower petals, or the grooves in the lampshade.


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Saturday, January 9, 2010

Freedom

There isn't much better than a beautiful Saturday. No school, no work, no worries. Except I did have to clean the bathroom, but it was fun to have a gorgeous bathtub to shower in, so it's still a win there.


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Friday, January 1, 2010

Opening

A new year? Already? That is so strange to me. Time only moves faster, even when we want it to stop forever. But here's to a year of new possibilities and seizing the day to do something fantastic.

Anyway, every winter we grow Iceland Poppies (photos 1 & 2). They are the funniest little flowers. They look all types of excellent, but after a day they drop all of their petals at the slightest dirty look or gentle sneeze somewhere in the vicinity. But they do make for a really neat photograph.

Oh, and everything is wet because the sprinklers and wind gave the surrounding flower beds a nice little spray.


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