there are drifts of gorgeous nasturiums around the vegetable garden in the back yard.
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
What a classy little place. Clean and fresh; interesting array of antique photos on the walls, it's like a museum. Lots of selections on the menu.
Great food. Smiling, welcoming service and classiest of all, a serene, grey-haired gentleman who greets and seats you.
Monday, September 28, 2009
Sunday, September 27, 2009
Friday, September 25, 2009
...an old house, probably from about 1860. You can see how several additions including a basement makes the home appear to flow down the sloping back yard. With no automobiles, telephone wires or air conditioner units in sight, the date could be 1909 instead of 2009.
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Monday, September 21, 2009
Sunday, September 20, 2009
nicely located near a couple of fallen maple leaves for convenient color contrast; found not fifteen feet from the front door while weeding my hostas.
These fungi are found in Europe and N.A., from August through Novenber and they are not edible.
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Moments ago, while searching out my car keys from the car where I left them (du-ah), I also found this (probably) gal looking for a place to deposit a sac of about 900 eggs (yikes) on the front stoop. The Cross Orbweaver, or Cross Spider; harmless but an exciting find!
At our first home in Madison, WI in the 1970's, there was a Bleeding Heart plant just outside the back door. I was so impressed by the lovely generous colorful display, that I now have several of these plants (including a white) in the yard here in Illinois. Not difficult to grow and very rewarding over the years.
Friday, September 18, 2009
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Last week, a marsh hawk landed in the yard. I posted one photo of it, launching though the air after some lunch. Click on the image, and it should show more detail as he went after a gold finch. Btw, he didn't catch anything this time. I see this bird about the same time most days around here: I'm on his list, apparently.
Monday, September 14, 2009
Sunday, September 13, 2009
I depends on whether or not you like the plant.
The white flower with dark center is a member of the Mallow family, Flower of an Hour. The bloom closes by noon. Very pretty little things, actually;
a few come up by themselves in the yard.
Saturday, September 12, 2009
Friday, September 11, 2009
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Monday, September 7, 2009
there is a good railway museum in this town! Husbands/boyfriends will be entertained for hours with all the items on display. Meanwhile, the ladies wander the lanes of the village like lost souls; there are a few shops and restaurants.
I took a few shots, as usual, with the Nikon; this is the old Commercial Hotel across the road from the museum (former rail station, natch), built about 1894 and pretty much as it was then except it now houses apartments.
Sunday, September 6, 2009
Saturday, September 5, 2009
Purlieus-neighborhood or environs; a place where one may range at large; one's bounds, haunt or resort. (The word has other definitions referring back to feudal Europe). I'm reading the novels of William Faulkner this summer, which means I'm camped out with Big Dictionary at my side while I enjoy my book.
Moline, IL attempts to renew vitality to it's outdated downtown center by encouraging people to patronize restaurants and night spots now located there. Good billboard! We enjoyed the BlueCat, a good little brew pub--great food, great beer.
Friday, September 4, 2009
Thursday, September 3, 2009
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Last night, I was reading into The Thermal Warriors - Strategies of Insect Survival by Bernd Heinrich. I read about ways that insects actively or passively warm themselves (or cool their bodies as well) I remembered I took this photo in March 2009 of a lovely Mourning Cloak catching some rays in the backyard.