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Buy Xanax Online Without Prescription The sun peeked out from behind the clouds this morning for about an hour, and so we took advantage of the sunlight and went for a walk at the nearby Allen Centennial Gardens. The gardens, located on the urban campus of the University of Wisconsin at Madison, is home to a huge number of botanicals on a few acre lot.

click here There aren’t many flowers blooming except for the early spring bulbs — daffodils mostly– but the rock garden is showing the beginning signs of flowering. Several bunches of flowers, mostly in the draba family, had a few flowers in bloom, especially those blossoms that were sheltered from unpredictable weather by larger rocks.

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Dogwood Blossom Variations

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Zolpidem Buy Online Looking at these dogwood blossoms in their natural color…

Dogwood Blossoms, Desaturated, Quincy, Illinois

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Dogwood Flowers in Black and White, Quincy Illinois

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Buy Klonopin Online Overnight Same flowers, but three different ways to view them. There are times when I love seeing the world in full, living color. Other times I prefer my world to be somewhat muted, a bit quieter. And once in a while I like the simplicity that black and white offers, a focus on the elemental shapes, fewer distractions.

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Daffodil Fringe

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go here 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.

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?

Work first, then play. I’ll check on the outstanding applications, then I’ll read for an hour.

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.

 

Narcissus

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Narcissus Macro © 2011 Bo Mackison

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.

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.

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.

 

 

 

Bleeding Hearts

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“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.

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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 https://www.wjsmithconstruction.com/general-contractors-grifton-nc/ 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”!