The 4-year-old prefers to handle them very carefully.
At the local dock garden. Another hibiscus, I think. So pretty.
At the local dock garden. Beautiful but deadly.
As someone has kindly pointed out, this is actually brugmansia (belladonna’s cousin) aka Angel’s Trumpet. Still deadly, though.
These light colored amethysts were brought to me by Laraine, who wanted me to turn them into a simple pair of silver earrings. I know, they’re violet, but some folks like to refer to them as pink amethysts. I think they’re beautiful no matter what the color is called.
The sun put on a dazzling exhibit this evening.
Acrylic, ink, plastic bags, staples, pencil and Sharpie on paper. You can read the poem here.
More unidentified red/fuchsia/white flowers, at the local dock garden. Can’t wait for someone to tell me what they are.
UPDATE: It’s a desert rose. Thank you, Jan!
A roseate spoonbill.
At the local dock garden. I don’t know what these flowers are called, but they spread like wildfire.
Of some kind. At the local dock garden.
UPDATE: Uhm. Yes, of course, it’s an aloe plant. The aloe-like cactus at the base of the flower stem should have tipped me off.
At the local dock garden.