The Life in My Years

An anthology of life

“Water is an inorganic, transparent, tasteless, odorless, and nearly colorless chemical substance, which is the main constituent of Earth’s hydrosphere and the fluids of all known living organisms.” Trust Wikipedia to take water and boil it down to a scientific dry gulch. Water is so familiar to us that we’ve allowed it to become unfamiliar. …

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This week’s CFFC photo challenge is a special request topic Wilting, dead or aging flowers and leaves. This is a great topic because not having a whole lot in the archives I was inspired to take camera in hand and go on a search.  To view Cee’s photos and to find links to other contributors …

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There should be some winter images in the offing but today I’m celebrating winter solstice with more images taken at the San Francisco Botanical Garden on a very hot Saturday in June. 

It’s chilly today. Let me qualify that, it’s in the low 50’s, which for me is chilly. I realize that I’ll get no sympathy from those who are bundling up to go out in the snow. When I took a trip to the San Francisco Botanical Garden it was an unseasonably hot day. The Giants …

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When you enter the gates of the San Francisco Botanical Garden you exit the urban turbulence of the city. It’s acres of quiet paths, manicured lawns and gardens with over 9000 different plants from around the world. It’s Eden in the city; Eden that is without a naked couple discussing the pros and cons of …

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A lucky miner won what was apparently the sum of a saloon keeper’s worldly possessions. As a result the saloon keeper reportedly opted for the next world.

The little village, aware of its charm dresses up for the part with vibrant bouquets of flowers splashing the town with color. 

For me The Passion Garden was the highlight of our visit.

The overabundance of rain this winter and spring has created a deluge of color in the yard. When the flowers are in bloom as they are this spring Cora likes to say that they’re happy. The bougainvilla at the corner of the garage seems to be almost giddy with joy. Instead of taking in the …

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