I don’t always share food photos, but when I do, it’s because an ingredient came from my #garden. In this case, two! The rocky arugula and the cilantro, which both added a delicious little kick to the tacos.
Soon, those tomatoes will be from the garden too (and the tortillas will be homemade).
Side note: I’m AMAZED at the difference between store-bought vs home grown cilantro and arugula.
The good bit about having a manual push mower is that you can cut the grass in the evening without disturbing the neighbours (are you listening garden power tools man?). Going to need to cut the ample hedging soon. This will also be by hand. Snip snip. Bit by bit as and when I have the time (this is when I meet new people who speak to me whilst i'm queitly...er...trimming my hedge. Stop that).
Slow #gardening #garden
Yes I have a #plants problem, but luckily the #garden centre is always able to take my money 😆. Painted the planters with concrete paint, and got 6 #cotoneaster plants in them. Also bought a few other plants of course. @plants
I have created two of these in the inverse. Beautiful striking black and white flower art by floral artist Sharon Cummings. A unique design with classical elements and botanical beauty.
I've been creating with pen and ink again! I prefer pens to pencils as I love the fluidity and smoother movements. I have collaged painted fabric to create a colorful garden!
2nd blooming of our front garden #rhododendron bush tree. It has its first blooms in February & the colour is light pink. It changes to this deep #red colour, on 2nd bloom times 🥰
All day, every day, we acquire a lot of information, some of it true, quite a bit of it, I imagine, false, or at best, misleading.
The world won't stop when we stop listening. We have freedom to pause, look at our surroundings, wonder, ponder, and seek that which is true, and beautiful, timeless, natural, normal and good.
I painted this pastel painting on velour paper. The texture of this paper contributes to the dreamy, soft and somewhat blurred impression of the pastel painting.
Running towards the preferred human to apologise for verbally abusing her earlier. She had been checking my fur with a comb, which I had not consented to. Therefore, I feel it was deserved, but I felt apologising anyway was the gentlemanly thing to do to keep the treats coming my way.