A red rose blossoms in a flower bed that holds only dead plants from the previous year. It proves life will find a way because this rose happens to be wild.
I noticed it fighting to break the soil last summer and thought it would not survive the winter. It just had to prove me wrong. Our roses are in another flower bed and not a red one in the bunch. Still trying to figure out where the red one came from.
Caught another beautiful sunrise on Thursday morning. There is just something for a Texas sunrise.
Rise and shine! Time to greet the new day. The sun is just peeking over the horizon to warm this winter day.
How can the day go wrong when you wake up to this glorious sunrise? Texas sure does wake up beautiful. How did your morning begin?
As much as I dislike the Texas weather. I do have to admit that we have some beautiful sunsets down here. The sunrises aren’t anything to sneeze about either.
This was my view while letting my niece practice her driving skills in a local parking lot. Good news we survived.
Ever since the news started reporting that tropical storm Harvey was headed towards Texas, the state started preparing for the worst. Here in my neck of the woods, we were told to just expected rains with some flash flooding.
As the storm turned first from a category one up until it’s final destination as a category four hurricane, we watched people prepare and in some cases evacuate their homes. This photo was taken Saturday night as the sun was setting. The clouds were moving fast, and the sun ended up playing hide and seek among them until it finally set.
The worst is over but we are still not out of danger. Now the rains are adding to the already flooded areas making everything worse. If you can help in any way contact:
Hurricane Harvey Aid- Save the Children
Hopefully, soon we’ll be able to say Here Comes the Sun and smile.
This is a place that is not very far from where I live. I was taking my teenage niece to get in some driving practice; I will be soon driving on the sidewalk for safety, and I figured why not take her up to where this is located.
In the small town, I call home, is this quaint little cabin that has stood since 1878.If you can read the marker that stands in front of the cabin, it informs you of the history of what was a home, grain store and stage coach stop. It would become the towns first post office as well.
I love to find these off the beaten path historical markers. It gives me a tactile sense of what came before and what has stood the test of time. In light of all the historical monuments, we are losing I find these to be refreshing. I hope that the younger generation will somehow find beauty in the things of the past but I fear that they will not.
I like the fact that such a place is basically right across the highway from my home. The preserve in which it is located also boasts some of the native flora of the state. And if you go early in the morning you may see a few deer. So if you ever find yourself in Central Texas, not far from the Fort Hood military base. Check out Ogletree Gap Preserve located in Copperas Cove, Texas.
I was walking out around our deck, looking for inspiration for today’s photo. I kept being drawn back to a weed, not the beautiful aloe plants, or cacti. No, it was this cluster of thistle that I kept coming back to.
A backyard full of gorgeous plants, and a weed catches my eye. Was it because it’s a weed, and in my mind, it doesn’t belong. Or is it the fact that even a weed can be beautiful.
I think it speaks to me that even in a world full of beautiful people, there are those of us who feel more akin to the weed. Unwanted, and destined to be cast out of the garden.
Yet the thistle, like so many other weeds, performs a service in that it has medicinal uses. It makes me wonder how you see yourself. As a beautiful flower. Or are you a weed? Let me know your thoughts in the comments.
When looking at this simple flower, my writer’s mind creates a whole new world. Alien landscapes, a dystopian society, sparks to fire up so many possibilities in one small flower.
Does my writer’s mind miss the beauty that is just in the flower? Never, but it is while delving deeper into the essence of what makes it so beautiful that art is born.
I stepped outside after a pretty brutal thunderstorm, and as always it amazes me the resilience of plants to weather the storm. This rose took the moment to open up, and bloom.
of plants to weather the storm. This bud took that time to open up, and bloom.
The fair weather and additional rains we have been having are making all the flowers popping out to salute the bright sun.
just another me trying to transform into a smaller bikini wearing me
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