Lately our dinners have been eaten while watching Mr. California Quail perched on the tree outside our window, while he watches over Mrs. California Quail down below.
He is a dutiful little guy...and after he keeps watch for a bit he flies down to the ground and then he and the Missus stroll around our yard, he with his funny little top notch bobbing away, and she always within a few feet of him.
Two weekends ago we were at Red Butte gardens for a Bonsai show. I left B. inside amongst the table top sized trees and went outside to see the giant sized trees instead. The tall skinny pine tree caught my eye. Very Seuss-like, and it would look great in the snow, without hogging a lot of room in the garden like most fir trees tend to do.
I had never seen a tree with pink pine cones before. Aren't they wonderful?
Naturally I want one for our yard, and naturally I will need to make another trip to RBG because I forgot to write down the name of this fir tree.
While I was standing around enjoying the sunshine, a Princess wearing her tiara raced by. Isn't that the way it always is with visiting royalty? Royalty always seem on their way to somewhere else.
I wanted to study the flower bed combinations, hoping for inspiration and guidance for when I plant my own flower beds in a week or so.
Moments later the bride came down the pathway. She looked so fresh and happy...and I thought her turquoise shoes and matching webby lace turquoise stockings were quite innovative and fun.
Who says a bride has to wear white shoes anyway?
The blue flowers scattered about seemed to be saying "Let me be the something blue in your wedding today!
A daffodil that looked like more like a rose...
Bees a-buzzing in the forest floral spangled glade (which we skipped because of the bees.)
There were lots and lots and LOTS of flowers and scenes well worth photographing...but we actually were trying to get a brisk walk in as we went. Laura gave me a year's pass to the garden so I will be back for camera play another day.
Later in the same day we visited another garden:
Where the tulips were rioting...
Strange and interestingly shaped tulips...