
This is a new variety of hibiscus for me. Viewed in the Lake Chapala Society garden.
For Cee’s FOTD

This is the request I sent out into the universe yesterday:
I should know what this is but can’t remember. If someone refreshes my memory, I’ll post the name.
And although Pat, Angloswiss, Ghostmmnc, Derrick and Slmret came to my aid (Thanks, all,) Bob at Love Will Bring Us Together seems to be the most thorough and persuasive in his identification, agreeing with Pat, Angloswiss and Slmret, and Derrick agrees with him. Here is his solution to the flower mystery:
The Physostegia flowers are evenly spread about the stem at 4 right angles to one another in cross-section.
What’s more, (I’m so proud,) I seem to have driven Bob to declaring himself the Robin Hood of plant identification. He went on to say:If you wish to avail yourself, i now have my ‘service’ up on my blog: 🙂
So let’s keep him busy and out of trouble. He’s taken care of
all of my identification woes for the past year and so now extends his generous offer out to the blogging world in general. Once again, thanks, Bob.
And, again, thanks to all of you who helped to solve the mystery.
For Cee’s FOTD.
Karen at Momshieb published a photo of this wonderful cookbook she found in a second hand shop that was made up of a number of pamphlets bound together. It reminded me of this artwork made in Bali out of rolled magazine pages that I saw in a gallery on Prince Edward Island. Wanted to share it with her and the easiest way was to share it with everyone on my blog. After viewing the photos below, click on the red hyperlink above to see her cookbook.
I had so much fun looking back through old photos of my dad. Thought I’d share them with you. My two nieces are visiting my sister in Phoenix right now so thought they’d get a kick out of seeing these photos of their grandad and grandad-in-law as well. Click on any photo to enlarge it. Clicking on them also provides explanations for some of the photos. My dad died at the age of 70 in 1974.
This prompt word of “daddy” hadn’t been posted yet when I wrote my poem for the day using the other three prompts from sites I draw my words from every day, but now that it has been posted, I think it deserves its own post. This post from three years ago was not viewed by many people now reading my blog, so thought it warranted a second posting.
The prompt for the day was daddy.
lifelessons - a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown
This is Marilyn, my sister’s across-the-street neighbor. We went to college together but didn’t know each other then. A while ago she started reading my blog and she says her heart was especially tugged by the Scrub Daddy Saga, which with this blog is stretching to 4 posts—I think the most I’ve devoted to any topic. To read the opening episodes, you can go HERE, (Don’t forget to read the the best part––the comments of a representative of the Scrub Daddy corporation who somehow becomes aware of my posting and enters into the rhyme fest,) then HERE, then HERE.

Marilyn arrived one day with a package that included a number of the Scrub family whom I had never met before. They came complete with the note below: “Here is what happens when Scrub Daddy and Scrub Mommy get together. Va-Va-Voom!! Scrub Mommy was there dressed all in pink…
View original post 119 more words

I stood in one location to take all three of these photos of doors–only moving a few feet to capture each shot. Vive la difference!
For Thursday Doors

Sale Day at the Knock-off Designer Purse Store
Shoppers are in a quandary. They’ll put up with no delay.
We advertised new bargains available today.
They’re seeking phony purses from Dior and Michael Kors.
Noses against the windows, they’re beating at the doors.
But they’ve delayed our shipments and we don’t know what to do.
The faces of the ladies first in line are turning blue.
The advertising blitz we did turned out to be foolhardy.
Our Chanels are stuck in customs, our Hermès bags are tardy.
We have the fire hoses ready. We’ll use them if we must.
The ladies’ love of Fendi has turned into a lust.
If purses were religion they would be the most confessory.
There is no other obsession like the one for an accessory!
This real Hermès just sold for two million dollars at auction!!! Has the world gone crazy? It is the second most expensive handbag in the world.
Want to see the most expensive handbag in the world? Go HERE.