Garden of Black and White

This back to full-time work lifestyle sure has cut into my hiking, photography, and writing time!

This living back in Pennsylvania sure has cut into my hiking, photography, and writing time!

This catching up with old friends and family sure has cut into my hiking, photography, and writing time!

🙂   It’s all good, but Acadian Soul has suffered.    On a warm summer morning, I took a quick stroll across the road to the “Garden of Five Senses”, and enjoyed playing (photographically speaking) with some of the hardscape features there.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Phyllis’s Flowers

One of the pleasures of being back in Pennsylvania is the ability to visit my parents via a quick half hour drive on the freeway.    I paid just such a visit last Monday.

As long as I can remember, my mother has always had a garden.   Both the practical sort (vegetables – although I still can’t rationalize the choice of rhubarb); and the “pretty to look at” sort – flowers.   In nearly all of her flower gardens she has raised Iris and Peonies.   I enjoy both, but the Iris has been my favorite for a long time; even though their flowering season is brief, but glorious.   Both of these gems were in their prime blooming period on Memorial Day.

More importantly, I have my mother to thank for teaching me to take to time to admire the small details in nature such as a slight coloration on a white petal or the shape of a bloom.    Indeed this may have been my first introduction to the idea of slowing down and learning to be in the moment.

So take a few moments to slow down and enjoy some pictures of my recent visit to Phyllis’s flower garden.