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Narcissus, In Hiding

Narcissus, Spring Flower in Madison Wisconsin Garden

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Zolpidem Buy Online Usually these are perky spring flowers, eager and willing to stand erect, raise their faces towards the sun. But the daffodils are feeling a need for some protection, so they are bent low to the ground, staying closer to the warmer earth, staying out of the wind gusts.

Purchase Klonopin Online Nature is filled with wisdom. When the wind dies down and the sun pops out of the clouds, these daffodils will pop right up too. Undefeated by a little fickle weather.

https://www.grupoursa.com/faq/ A good lesson to learn. When faced with blustery conditions, keep your head protected and weather the storm. When the wind shifts, and the skies show blue, you’ll be in position to take on the day with a smile and renewed determination.

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Daffodil Macro,Spring Flower in Madison Wisconsin Garden

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https://www.jacobysaustin.com/mercantile/ I had some fun in the garden taking a few macro photographs of the daffodils yesterday.

https://geneticsandfertility.com/contact-us/ Today I spent the morning at the hospital while Sherpa had arthroscopic knee surgery. Now we are back home, and Sherpa has a fixed-up knee. He told me five minutes ago he was feeling fine. No, he didn’t think he was going to sleep, he wasn’t tired, he was going to study some work papers he’d carried to the hospital and home again, unread.

Order Valium Online Now he is sound asleep in the recliner, snoring loudly. I heard the work papers drop on the carpet a bit ago. Looks like I’ll have a few hours before I have to resume any nursing duties. So–shall I read the book I’ve been trying to finish for the last two weeks, or shall I go check my art show applications that are still dangling without answers?

https://www.grupoursa.com/faq/ Work first, then play. I’ll check on the outstanding applications, then I’ll read for an hour.

go And it looks as if the sun may be trying to brighten the skies, if not exactly break through the cloud cover–crossing fingers–so there may be hope for a late afternoon photo session in the spring bulb garden, gently lit with dappled sunshine.

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Narcissus

Narcissus Macro

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https://www.ztpackaging.com/ribbons-2/ The narcissus is a symbol of rebirth and new beginnings, a harbinger of spring. To many of us living in the northern climates, the narcissus–also called the daffodil– not only proclaims winter’s end, but gives us reason us to appreciate the present moment, this time of blossoming.

click I have a bed of spring-flowering bulbs that is partially protected by the eaves of my house, and this afternoon I was able to take a few photographs of the garden flowers between raindrops and snowflakes. But I kept one eye on my botanical subjects and my other eye on the lightning streaking across the sky.

here Once the hail started bouncing off the sidewalk and thunder began rumbling, I called an end to my outdoor photo-shoot, and decided I would continue to appreciate this spring moment from the interior–and safety–of my house.

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Bleeding Hearts

String of Hearts

Hometown Hearts © 2011 Bo Mackison

“Solo in Tucson” is over.

Sherpa and I left Tucson on Thursday morning and spent the first night of our “going home” road trip at the Hard Rock Hotel and Casino just south of Albuquerque. Friday we planned to drive to Wichita, Kansas before stopping for the night, but high winds and blowing dust plagued us from noon until after five p.m.

After I counted the eighth semi rollover in a two-hour period — trucks sprawled upside down in the roadside ditch — I went searching for a map and a closer stopping place. We ended up staying in Liberal, Kansas, four hours behind schedule. Fortunately, Saturday dawned calm and sunny, and after thirteen hours of driving, we reached our third night’s destination, Quincy, Illinois.

Quincy is my hometown, and as a child, I lived in a huge brick apartment house with my parents, my grandparents and my great-grandmother. I was frequently sent to pick a bouquet of flowers whenever someone wanted some spring color in one of the rooms. In April, my flower of choice was the beautiful bleeding heart. It never failed to bring a smile to the face of the recipient. Or to me.

Bleeding Heart Bush

Bleeding Heart Bush © 2011 Bo Mackison

On Sunday morning, our last day of travel, we stopped at the old house. The home is vacant and in disrepair, but I could see part of the back garden from the road, the greenery overgrown and leaning against the side yard fence. And I could see the bleeding heart bushes covered with hundreds of blooming flowers.

I grabbed my camera and quickly took a few photographs of my childhood garden. The bleeding heart plant is one that never ceases to thrill me, its many branches supporting strings of bright pink hearts. What a lovely and unusually shaped bloom.

And then Sherpa and I hit the road, and arrived home Sunday evening. We unpacked the art trailer before we collapsed in bed, quite exhausted.

My spectacular journey, “Solo in Tucson,” comes to an end.

All totaled, I spent 78 days in Tucson and Arizona, and wrote 62 blog posts about my travels, the art fairs I did in Tubac and Tempe, and the many places I explored and photographed in the Southwest.

During my travels, I was grateful to all who regularly visited my blog. Last Thursday, I announced a drawing for some of my photography as a token of my appreciation. Today, as promised, I announce the winner.

The winner of the drawing, picked using a random number generator, is Buy Amoxicillin Online Without Prescription Robin, a writer/photographer I often visit on her blog, Life in the Bogs.

Congratulations, Robin! I’ll be in touch soon.

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Bo Mackison is a photographer and the owner of Seeded Earth Studio LLC. She spent the last 10 weeks living Tucson while exhibiting in art shows, taking photographs, and blogging about photography, art, and living life “solo” in the desert. Bo’s “Solo in Tucson” adventure is over, but the memories will last forever. And who knows — maybe there will be a “Solo in Tucson 2012”!

Views from Kitt Peak Road

View from Kitt Peak

View from Kitt Peak © 2011 Bo Mackison

Kitt Peak rises 6,875 feet above the Sonoran Desert floor.

As the road snakes up the side of the mountain, the views dramatically change from unending desert to juniper-pinion scrub to snow covered mountain peaks.

Tohono O'odham Land

Tohono O’odham Land © 2011 Bo Mackison

Kitt Peak which includes Kitt Peak National Observatory is surrounded by the Tohono O’odham Nation which covers nearly 4,000 square miles of land in several Arizona counties. The land for the observatories is leased from the Tohono O’odham.

Dusting of Snow at 8,000 Feet
Dusting of Snow © 2011 Bo Mackison

The Quinlan and Baboquivari Mountains are part of the Kitt Peak range.

When we visited in early April, there had been several days of cloudy weather and intermittent snow showers. Here the peaks still have a dusting of snow, even though the temperatures on the desert floor were in the mid 80s.

Last Reminder: I am having a drawing for one of my Arizona or Botanical photographs (11″ x 14″) or a set of photo art note cards in appreciation of the support my blog readers offered while I was “Solo in Tucson”.  To enter the drawing, here is the information about the contest and directions on how to enter. (Last day to enter is Sunday, April 17. Winner will be announced on Monday, April 18.)