Pink Saturday Peonies

It's Pink Saturday again folks and today I am sharing these bright pink Peonies. Hop on over to Beverly's blog and check out all the other Pink Saturday posts, too.

I just love, love, love Peonies and wish I had more of them. These are so bright they almost look fake, but they are real, I assure you. Enjoy.

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We went to the movies last night, LOM, me and Teen2. We saw Star Trek. Wow! Great movie.

Of course, I loved all the Star Treks starting with the The Original. Teen2 actually called me a "Trekkie" when I started reciting the words: "Space... the final frontier. These are the voyages of the Starship Enterprise...." And you know what? I'm proud of that.

Iris Season

Iris Season Amongst The Oaks

I used one of Pioneer Woman's free Photoshop Actions on these. It's called Quick Edge Burn. She's real generous with photoshop techniques. Thanks Pioneer Woman.

A Milestone

What have I been doing that kept me from blogging yesterday? I've been busy helping prepare for a milestone in Teen1's life.

I've known this day was coming for almost 18 years, but it always seemed like I had plenty of time. And then in the blink of an eye, it was here: my little baby's high school graduation! So we've been making lists, getting announcements and photos, designing invitations, addressing envelopes, and preparing for the big day and all the celebrations that accompany it. There's the senior prom, the Disneyland trip, the commencement, the All Night Party, the Open House, and then the flying off to England for the summer.

I can't believe my little baby is this beautiful young woman now. Where did all the days go? They seem to have just slipped away like water through my fingers. And now here she is ready to step out on her own. I feel like the mommy Phoebe - do you think I should follow her to England and feed her bugs, and keep her safe?

Avian Empty Nest Syndrome

For two years now Black Phoebes have been nesting on our front porch. They make a nest of mud up close to the ceiling and usually lay five eggs. In three weeks or so the naked little babies hatch out and beg for bugs, grow and grow, and poop ALL over the porch for another three weeks. Then the day arrives when they suddenly all fly away. We witnessed it last year and again this year on Mother's Day morning as we returned from our walk. The last one was fluttering around inside the porch as we stepped in, but it finally figured it out and took off with the others.
So now you might think the Mommy bird can rest a bit, maybe sit on this bench under the roses relaxing, maybe start a new hobby, volunteer at the hospital, finally learn how to play golf, or go back to school and get a degree.....but you'd be wrong.

Instead, she and the Daddy bird try to keep the kids together and safe and they continue to feed them. Yesterday at lunch the babies were in this Pittosporum bush and the parents were nearby, swooping down for bugs and feeding them to the kids. The parents' actions, and the soft cheep-cheep-cheeping from the bush alerted us to their presence. There are five babies in the bush. Can you see them? Hard to spot, aren't they?

I lightened the background so they'd stand out against the foliage. Now you can see them better.

So maybe Human and Avian Empty Nest Syndrome are more alike than we thought. Even though they've left the nest, you still provide for them, try to teach them how the world works, try to keep them safe from danger, and worry about them forever.

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Shed Chic

I read a blog called Shedworking nearly every day. Not long ago I entered a contest there and SURPRISE! I won. The prize was a new book published in England called Shed Chic. It arrived Saturday just in time for Mother's Day. What a perfect gift!

I opened it that night and spent two hours pouring over the beautiful photos of amazing sheds.

I thought of Lucy at Attic24 when I saw this colorful photo of the gypsy caravan. See, it's got bright crocheted throws like she makes.

I like this idea too. They have simply hung what looks like a sheet from the roof as a sun shade. And little table with its flowery cloth is so homey.

Or if you are so inclined, you could make a fantastic Wendy House for a lucky child. Isn't this tiny timbered cottage just too cute?

The book is full gorgeous ideas for turning a shed into a more usable space. Apparently sheds aren't just for men anymore. I am suddenly inspired to get out there and finish my shed. Yes, that is this summer's project: FINISH THE SHED!

Thank you Shedworking for the wonderful Mother's Day gift.

Mother's Day

Teen2, Me, Teen1 in 1997

Teen1 recently asked, "What do you want for Mother's Day, Mommy?" And I pondered the question wondering if I should answer with a politically correct thing like: a big party with my family...or the truth: a quiet day puttering in my garden and someone else to do the cooking.

So what exactly should Mother's Day be? A day to surround yourself with people or a day to sidestep your responsibilities and nurture yourself? It's every mother's dilemma, isn't it? If you say you'd like to be alone, they will be hurt and feel like maybe you don't really love them. If you say you'd like to have a party and invite lots of family, you'll be working on your special day.


Luckily some of my favorite Mommy Moments have been the little daily ones; playing peek-a-boo, teaching them walk and talk, sharing my love of art and nature, meeting up in the afternoon to discuss our days, cooking together, sharing meals, laughing at ourselves. So maybe I have been celebrating Mother's Day in the best possible way all along: just enjoying Teen1 and Teen2 in those little snippets of every day life. So my answer to Teen1's question was the politically correct one: "A lovely day with my family" because after all, there's no need to be greedy, I've already celebrated 6438 wonderful Mother's Days since Teen1 was born.

Now It's Peonies

Look! I've found something new to take photos of -Peonies.

I've had these plants for years and even moved them from our previous house 13 years ago. And every year they get a little bigger and give more flowers. I love peonies, don't you?

High School Musical

We went to the theatre last night. It was the high school's production of Once Upon A Mattress, and it was marvelous. One of the leads, Queen Aggravain, was played by a sophomore and she did a wonderful job. We used to carpool with her, and I never would have guessed that she could act and sing so beautifully; and her facial expressions were priceless! And soooo many words to memorize because Queen Aggravain is very talkative. Yeah Sarah!

Another lead, Princess Winnifred, was played by a particularly enthusiastic and funny girl who just happened to have shaved her head for St. Baldrics Day, so she wore this ridiculous red wig, and kept shifting it around throughout the play. At one point, her darling, Sir Harry, pushed her wig back and kissed her on the forehead. Hilarious.

Another knight was played by the local rabbi's son. You know how knights have emblems on their chests? His was the Star of David, and unless you know Jory, you would just think the costumer picked a random symbol for his vest. I love these little inside jokes.

If your local high school has plays I would highly recommend them. Not only are they inexpensive entertainment, but they are so unique and entertaining on so many levels.

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We also got to meet Teen1's prom date because he was one of the knights. Her knight in shining armor? We'll see....

Just Can't Stop

I can't seem to stop taking photos of roses. Like this bouquet I made for my office. It just looked so pretty that I had to share it with you. And it smells so dreamy! I can't quite describe the scent, but it's sweet and soft and just so flowery. No hint of citrus, spice or tea like other roses.

I used Pioneer Woman's Lovely and Ethereal Photoshop action and I really like the dreamy quality it gives. And I like this sparkly Fenton vase too and the way it reflects on the desk.

But, seriously, I think I need an intervention on the rose photos, don't you? Any suggestions?

Little Sister

Remember last August and September when I shared my sister's birthdays? Turn about is fair play, so here I am. I should have shared it with you last week when it was my birthday, but I forgot because I was so busy with the Rose Challenge.

I'm a Taurus and recently found this post on Willow's blog about Taurus. It's all so true for me - practical, earthy, reliable, appreciation of beauty. But that stubborn part, not so much. In fact, I'm more apt to say "Yes" than "No" when given a suggestion. Check it out and let me know if it fits the Taurus in your life.

Rainy Sunday

It's rainy here today but we thought we'd go to the Lodi Street Faire anyway. When we arrived it wasn't raining at all and we enjoyed walking and looking at the antiques and collectibles.

However, it soon started misting, then drizzling, then outright raining, so we headed for the gate.

We stopped by Blockbuster on the way home and got two movies. When we got home we settled in with this and felt much better in no time. Warm wishes to you on this rainy day from Amongst The Oaks.

Street Painting Festival

Our local school district has been hosting a Street Painting Festival for 16 years as a way to raise money for the Art Department. This year it was at a local shopping center in conjunction with an art show by local artists. Teen1 and Teen2 participated and we went to check out the art too. I took these photos of some of my favorites. The sidewalk artists use pastels to create their masterpieces. Working on the sidewalk must be difficult and I know it's messy because most of the artists were covered with smudges. And they use their hands to blend the chalk, so they have no fingerprints by the end of the day.

The really good artists have planned their drawing ahead of time and bring a sketch to go from. And they spend hours working on their piece, and go through boxes of pastels.

And then on Monday morning after the festival is over, the management brings out the hoses and washes it all away until next year.

I'm glad I got these photos as a tribute some great young artists.