Flutemaker has taken to carrying his camera with him as he goes on his walks through the neighborhood. This first picture is one of our neighbors shrubs. When he was trimming it last year he gave us a pile of cuttings and we have them started across our drive. They are tiny right now, but we look forward to several forming a nice hedge row and were thrilled to notice this year the flowers in the bush. We never realized the bush had flowers.
This is a close up of the flowers. curious aren't they? Our neighbor didn't know the variety of the shrub so we will have to do some research.
When we first lived here 11 years ago we thought someone was torturing a child. The screams were horrible. We quickly learned this fine gentleman Peacock had lost his mate and was pining for her. It still pierces your heart to hear his cry, but at least we know the source and don't feel the need to call child services.
As Flutemaker walked he took pictures of neighbors flowers and also the vacant fields so there is a mix of wild and tame here to be named.
I would love to know the name of these pretty pink flower spikes.
Mimosa is a pretty flower and smells so sweet. I used to sit under one of these trees at my grandmothers house and read for hours. I remember The Secret Garden, The Five Little Peppers, Captain Abe and The Bee Keeper.
Weed or cultivated, they are all so pretty and different from each other. We so enjoy living where nature is not that far from our door. We are not city folks by any stretch of the imagination.
