Tag Archives: Trees

Tenacatita Driftwood: Sunday Trees 273

Lots of coral washed ashore at coral beach, Tenacatita, Mexico, as well as this beautiful big tree. Lest you think it is a mere tumbleweed, I’ve included another photo to show its scale.



Posted for Becca’s Sunday Tree prompt.

More Mystery Tree Blooms: Flower of the Day, Jan 11, 2017

This is my favorite stage of bloom for this tree.  At this point, the blooms look like something out of Dr. Seuss. Sort of goofy. We need more goofy in our lives, so I’m sharing them:

(Click on photos to enlarge.)


To see other stages of blooming–all present on the same tree/bush at the same time, go HERE and HERE.

Flower of the Day – January 11, 2017 – Begonia

Berry Beautiful: Flower of the Day, Jan 9, 2017

I don’t know what bush/tree this was at the carwash, but it was exhibiting every stage of blooming at the same time—from first buds to flowers to these amazing clusters of berries.  I took seventeen shots, and got a clean car to boot!  I’ll show other stages later.

Click on first photo to enlarge both.


Sunday Trees 246

Palm trees, hibiscus, bamboo and pistachio tree. Remove them from this scene and what would you have? Trees are both the life and the decorations of our world.  They soften harsh edges as well as some of the ugliness of our world. They give us breath, shade and shelter, food and some of the sweetness of life. They provide homes for birds and other animals and a foundation for our westward expansion.

But most of all, for me, they give a place for my eyes to rest upon that assures me that whatever ills men may promulgate upon other men, that nature remains constant. It is not that it does not change, but within the larger cycle, all is constant, as it is in our human cycle.  What we see as good and evil take their turns in ascendancy, but still, we return at some part of this cycle to the norm. The success of our lives has to do with how hard we work to maintain the norm in our own lives, in spite of what is happening in the larger cycles.

This is what I think of when I look at trees.  For fourteen years, I lived surrounded by Redwood Trees. They were there before I was born and will hopefully be there after I die. Taller and older than us, if they had a consciousness, they could see the larger picture. Our world is a living thing that regards us as a symbiotic partner or a bothersome pest.  It is up to us which we become.


Sunday Trees – 264

Gnarled: Sunday Trees, Nov 20, 2016


Wish I knew the story of this ancient one that stands in the marketplace near the river in Puerto Vallarta. I believe it is a banyan tree, but I am open to being corrected.