January 9, 2021 § 3 Comments
Climbing Sideways © Lynn Wiles 2021
The past 10 months have been a time filled with groundhog days and feeling like one is climbing sideways.
June 2, 2019 § Leave a comment
Small Vine / Big Roots © Lynn Wiles 2019
Finally had time to do some weeding yesterday. Upon pulling out a small vine, I discovered massive red orange roots.
September 11, 2017 § Leave a comment
Red Vine Line © Lynn Wiles 2017
I went on my first photo walk in almost a month yesterday to a new place with no memories attached. I’m out of my air cast and missing my dog.
July 19, 2017 § 6 Comments
Solve the Mystery © Lynn Wiles 2017
There is a vine growing on my arbor that sprouted these tiny dark purple flowers. No one on iNaturalist knows – do you? I don’t. Maybe it’s black swallow wort http://www.massaudubon.org/learn/nature-wildlife/invasive-plants/swallow-wort
June 2, 2016 § 2 Comments
The Green Vine © Lynn Wiles 2016
I planted a green vine in a pot on my stairs only to find it flowering in a lovely blue lavender hue.
February 3, 2016 § Leave a comment
Three Into One © Lynn Wiles 2016
A budding branch, a vine twisting around, seeds from another all stuck together.
October 27, 2014 § 2 Comments
Red on Red © Lynn Wiles 2014
Quite the contrast from the last post. Red berries on a black fence with a red door in the background. Of course, what I really like are the purple and green leaves.
It’s my eldest daughter’s birthday today. This means that I have now been a mother for half my life. She is having quite the week. Besides her birthday, she found out that she passed the bar exam and tomorrow she will be sworn in privately by the two judges she has worked with.
August 10, 2014 § Leave a comment
Before I Cut You © Lynn Wiles 2014
My wisteria is growing like crazy this year. Time for some serious pruning. The tiny new leaf in the circular stem and the leaves reaching for the sky needed to be photographed before I cut it down.
July 11, 2014 § Leave a comment
Climbing Up a Willow Tree © Lynn Wiles 2014
The vine was climbing up the willow tree, not me.