The strangest of color signs this morning. Our yellow lilies, which have been a frothy yellow tide this spring, suddenly added a cousin with blood-red hues.

Orange Lily

Then as I was drinking my morning coffee, the neighbor’s peacock made a haughty appearance in the yard, complete with Edward Goreyish unearthly cries. Hmmm… a mystery is afoot.


PC Beauty

The Melon and Other Disasters

On the Move

We have a disaster happening in our back yard judging by the sounds.  The neighbor’s flock of guinea hens is moving through the tall grass at about nine in the morning while we are having our Saturday morning coffee.  Picture the scene in the first ICE AGE animated movie, where the dodos rush to save their last melon and you’ll get an idea of the scene.

RALPHThe lookout guinea has spotted  some imaginary danger and is screeching at the top of its lungs. People in the Texas countryside prize this noise. No one can sneak up on you with a flock of guineas around. We have no problem with this because each guinea hen eats its weight in voracious grasshoppers and other bugs. They also kill snakes. Come on over my friends.

These birds always seem to be in a state of panic about something. Reminds me of some people I know.

Snow White

My husband and I look at each other each time we see them and simultaneously shout, “The melon, the melon!” and laugh (is this as weird as it sounds?) We love their visits.


Juvenile Red Shouldered Hawk
Juvenile Red Shouldered Hawk

There are those moments when you realize how disconnected you are to the natural world. One of the reasons I love living in rural Texas is the chance  for nature to reach out and shake me awake.

This past August I walked to my garden room window because I caught the motion of big wings out of the corner of my eye. This beautiful hawk had lit on our waterfall/pond in the front yard. I held my breath as I backed away to get my camera, praying he would still be there when I got back. Not only was he still there, he stayed about ten minutes while I snapped away through the window. You can feel the intensity of these majestic birds and it was thrilling to see one of them so close. His last gift to me (which I was not quick enough to capture) was him snagging a frog out of our pond as he lifted off. I still hear him calling around the house. I think the frogs are awake now too.

EygptHead Turn

Soft Green

It is a beautiful time here in Weatherford, Texas. The first soft greens of spring have appeared. Here’s hoping your hometown has a soft, green spring soon.

The old oaks are budding out.


Eastern Phoebes planning a nest on our front door frame.
Black Swallowtails in the yard.
Our first pond frog has appeared.
Night visitors. Deer at the water troughs.

Blue Jays in the Art Room

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I have a recommendation for those who want to see a natural teacher and artist at work with children. Take a look at I have use this website in my classes for a couple of years for one main reason. It shows an adult artist who is really accepting and supportive of a child’s attempt to draw the same thing he does. They have fun! You know, like art is supposed to be.

Anyway, we used his video in 5th grade this past month to create what I believe are some  great blue jay drawings with a wet-on-wet watercolor background. We drew first in pencil, then outlined in sharpie and colored with pastels.

Here’s the link: