Botanical Blast…

Have you ever just passed by something in your home town and given it no mind, until one day, you just do? That’s what happened yesterday. A botanical greenhouse that has always been in the middle of Tacomas Wright Park, I have passed by a million times, just happened to be open and this time I went in! 

A lovely little tropical oasis that housed some fun plant species and a koi pond, where they let you feed the fish occasionally. And, currently decorated here and there for some fun photos for fall and Halloween.

It was a lovely, quick, little, colorful escape from the grey day and glad I finally made the trip in! 

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Butterfly Crowns and Crocodile Tears…🐊

Isn’t he a beauty with a butterfly crown? I just learned this Is process called Lechryphagy in which certain insects like #butterflies drink #crocodile tears for salts and proteins. And, some serious “side-eye”. Isn’t inspiration from nature amazing? I find it seriously fascinating….

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I can’t stop thinking in that crocodiles head they are thinking “I’m a very delicate flower”. Haha. . .

Photo by Mark Cowen

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Cookbook Mania and Food ArtπŸŽ¨πŸ“š

Alright, the real reason I have my colored pencils out…a food illustration class at Skillshare.

And, of course I need inspiration from a few amazing cookbooks. So, cookbook crazy…

And, it’s making me hungry and thirsty. Luckily, I’m dedicated to getting back in shape (day 4 this week at the gym. So yumminess will have to wait! For now!) Favorite sexy food? Favorite sexy cookbooks? Tell me everything…πŸπŸŽπŸ‹πŸŠ

A Fantastic Slippery Slope…

Have you ever had that moment you have to choose up or down? I literally had to choose up or down today. I took my rambunctious son to the local county fair, in my old home town. Just he and I, and I didn’t know I would be doing such choosing but, there I was on the narrow stairs stuck with a flood of little people coming at me. It was go up or fight the flood down. I choose up…

So, the climb started because my kiddo lost his blanket a quarter of the way down for the tall slide. There was no one at the top to help him and I started to think he was going to be stuck. He was panicking a bit.  So, before think how stuck I would be I started up. With no blanket. 

In me middle of the climb, he rushed by me and was coming down the slide. Ha. Luckily, his little friend was coming back up and somehow I convinced her to take me down with her double. Cotton candy, lemonade and purse in tow. I forgot how fun…

Happy Memorial Day Weekend…

Happy Memorial Day Weekend!πŸ‡ΊπŸ‡Έ There’s not much huge commentary needed today, other then the fact that we are grateful and thankful for our freedom and the men, women and animals that have helped and are helping to provide that for us. Safe travels and may our freedoms for all continue in this important, potentially changing time for us all…

Port Townsend, WA


Getting foxy…well, sort of. πŸŒΏ

I’m in love. It’s no secret the Pacific Northwest is spectacular and I don’t discount her beauty. I love her alright. Yesterday, was exceptional and lazily lovely. Until, there was the suggestion of going to a park by the water. Fine by me but, the amount of people crammed into the closest one, made me claustrophobic before I even got out of the car. No thanks. 

So, those of you that know the South sound even just a little, know it gets a little quieter the further you go. And, that’s what we did. Right across the Narrows Bridge to a pretty place, called Fox Island. 

And, it was totally awesome. We explored and went from beach to beach, gathering shells and rocks and things. 

In one spot, there were three children, in swimming suits, out on the spit splashing in the water and examining sea creatures. Down from one of the houses along the water, in the cove. What a way to grow up. It reminded me of when I was young. We were always on the water. Those were some of my greatest memories. 

At one point we realized that there must have been thousands upon thousands of living purple sand dollars all along the strip of beach we walked. And, the slimey shoreline and its sea anemones, kept shooting water up as we watched down to the water. 

We would lift up the big rocks to find 50 tiny crabs, shocked to see the sunshine, and scatter. Jack, my son, would pick up one every time and plunk him into the giant clam shell he found, like a little jail. Until, he willfully let them go back into the ocean in sets, in case they were family…of course. 

We started a bit later in the day. But, stretched out the time until dusk. And, made the most of the toll bridge fee. 

What a day. We are going to make that a regular occurrence so, I can avoid the crowds and enjoy the sun…

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