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Mushrooms on Alder

Lunch Overlooking The Beach

Putting Up With

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Why do we put up with
plastic labels on the back of our neck
that itch and scratch and cause a rash;
horrible coffee that costs way too much;
pesticides on our food that we know causes cancer;
plastic that never breaks down;
food that isn’t really food
but chemicals and substances not meant for human consumption;
politicians that lie and treat people with disrespect
while we pay them to run our world.

I’m fed up
with putting up.
Time to rip off annoying labels,
drink good coffee,
eat only what is nutritious, fresh and real;
refuse plastic wrapped everything;
recycle what we can’t avoid accumulating;
vote out those who do not represent us with honour,
respect and honesty.

Enough with putting up with.

©2018 Sharron R. McMillan

More Mushrooms

Emerging

Emerged

There Be Fairies Here

Fairy Door

The wall is silence, the grass is sleep,
Tall trees of peace their vigil keep,
And the Fairy of Dreams with moth-wings furled
Plays soft on her flute to the drowsy world.
~Ida Rentoul Outhwaite

Mushroom Season

Mushrooms magically appear
where nothing seems to grow
now white umbrellas circle round
then disappear like snow.

©Sharron R. McMillan
Excerpt from ‘The Woods Are Staged For Winter’

Grinning Begonia

Begonia in pump house window box

Grinning at us as we notice, oops missed one.
All the rest are tucked into dry spots for the winter but this one thinks it’s special.
It is special, an amazing colour that has bloomed faithfully
since Mother’s Day when my son-in-law gave it to me.
Deer nibbled a few flowers but not enough to discourage more blooms.
It won’t like being uprooted but survival depends on it.

©Sharron R. McMillan

Thanksgiving Cactus

My Christmas Cactus is blooming for Thanksgiving!  Half of it is loaded with blooms.  I wonder if the other half will still bloom for Christmas.   Such a bright spot on dull mornings.

Thanksgiving

Table set for fondue. Got too busy eating to take a family picture.

Bathroom door graffiti

My attempt at a Fall wreath. Some of the apples fell off already. They don’t make glue gun glue like they used to.

 

Thankful Morning In My Studio

It’s that glow,
the indescribable golden colour
dancing in small holes of wood stove door
like sunrise through peepholes
and the harmony of crackling wood
with rain drops on the metal roof
makes me sigh
almost bursts my heart with thankfulness.
I am here, in my happy place
I am thankful
I am.

©2018 Sharron R. McMillan

Herb Robert Blooming Still

Herb Robert Geranium robertianum

Geranium family. Natural. Herb to 1’ high, strong-scented. An introduced species on the coast. Stems: red, weak covered with sticky hairs, joints swollen. sprawling plant. Leaves: three-parted, each division further parted. Light green, purple edged. Turn red in winter. Flowers: Vibrant purple-pink, with darker lines on the petals, several on a stem. Blooms all summer and sometimes even into winter. Fruit: long-beaked, five-lobes, the five styles united until maturity, when they split away from the central axis producing a twisted coil.

Traditionally herbalists used as a remedy for toothache and nosebleeds and as a vulnarary (used for or useful in healing wounds). The name has been explained as a reference to abbot and herbalist Robert of Molesme.

Freshly picked leaves have an odor resembling burning tires when crushed, and if they are rubbed on the body the smell is said to repel mosquitoes. The active ingredients are tannin, a bitter compound called geranlin, and essential oils. It was carried to attract good luck, and due to its analogical association with storks, to enhance fertility.

Use: Lots of herbal information about it online being used as a cancer cure, diabetes, etc.
nutrient booster
mosquito repellent and deer repellent  (That explains why it’s still blooming)

Seasons Of Asparagus

Sun On Asparagus Fern

Early Spring:
Gnarled, dried out roots, planted deeply in rich soil,
watered, watched for that first tip to emerge.
Mid Spring:
Purple tinged, green spears magically
push up and up.
Summer:
Cut, steam and feast,
splashed with lemon, dipped in mayo, oh my.
Late Summer:
Enough has been cut,
we leave them to grow
four feet tall giants
Fall:
that turn into delicate, ethereal rows
of soft green ferns
with poisonous red berries.
Late Fall:
It seems a shame to cut them down
but next year’s harvest depends on it.
Winter:
Dying stubs of stalks
mark where gnarly roots wait
for spring.

©2018 Sharron R. McMillan

Bandits Strike Again

Two little goldfish
swimming in the sun,
along came two raccoons
and then there were none.

Mocha and Her Buddy