Showing posts with label haiku. Show all posts
Showing posts with label haiku. Show all posts

Monday, April 2, 2018

Pinnacles The Old Latch at Bacon Ranch


The Ranch - Pinnacles
Ben's Wife Orea Called To
Him -Husband Supper!

Resources
Pinnacles is 25 miles from Hollister CA
Known for Condors, Caves - Take Flashlights-, Very Warm Summers
Bacon Ranch is a quarter mile from the Campground - It's highly accessible
Reservations for Camping are Challenging - Check Early 

Friday, March 2, 2018

Saturday, February 17, 2018

Saturday, August 5, 2017

The Wedding Tomato - A Black Krim

Now Fruiting- Our Commemorative  Black Krim Tomatoes *
My Rosalinda
Married - San Luis Obispo
Home to this Black Krim

* Plant Purchased at San Luis Obispo Farmer's Market
 At nearby Loma Grande Ranch, Rosalinda and Joe married

Sunday, July 30, 2017

Perfume My Garden

Rosa - Blush Noisette 
Hiding in Plain Sight - Sneaky!
Perfume My Garden

Thursday, April 6, 2017

Cactus - Fill My Heart

Stanford University- Arizona Garden
Cactus - Fill My Heart
Drink Deeply and Hold my Soul
In your Fine Needles

Thursday, March 30, 2017

New York Garden Dreamscape


Brooklyn Garden Light
You Paint My Daughter's Dreamscape
New York Garden Style

Tuesday, March 29, 2016

Tuesday, February 23, 2016

Sunday, October 26, 2014

Sunday, October 12, 2014

Foot Prints - Postcard from a Santa Cruz Beach

How long gone the girl,
Who walked these Santa Cruz sands?

Some foot prints don’t vanish.

Saturday, September 20, 2014

Frost nearly there, on the Half Moon Bay Punkins

Click on the illustration above to more fully enjoy these Half Moon Bay punkins!
We lunched with Aimee!
Pumpkin patches on the way home,
Show their fall colors

excerpted from  "When the Frost is on the Punkin" by James Whitcomb Riley  
They’s something kindo’ harty-like about the atmusfere
When the heat of summer’s over and the coolin’ fall is here—
Of course we miss the flowers, and the blossums on the trees,
And the mumble of the hummin’-birds and buzzin’ of the bees;
But the air’s so appetizin’; and the landscape through the haze
Of a crisp and sunny morning of the airly autumn days
Is a pictur’ that no painter has the colorin’ to mock—
When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder’s in the shock.



Three cheers for the San Benito House Deli on Main Street in Half Moon Bay with it's lovely outdoor seating
 I vote for the Olive Walnut bread every time!

When the Frost is On the Punkin, James Whitcomb Riley http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/174222