Servin' Leftovers

I may have mentioned earlier that Barbara went nuts this year with flowers, even a vegie or two...well, tomatoes and rhubarb. It's been fun watching her have fun. Oh, and she's got big plans for raised vegie and flower beds for next year, expect I'll be digging and building that. Thank goodness I have a template named Bixby Boy.

I'm serving leftovers here, individual pix that I guess I want to share that just don't fit into a sensical story. "So how is it different" you say? About half are about flowers, couple critters, and a couple brothers. I wouldn't normally post photos of flowers, I leave that to folks who know something about them, but I do take requests...so here ya go.
Over the back fence to the back yard. The trees are looking pretty good, after having to share the sun with a forest, the trees over the past few years are branching out to new areas of sky.
I stand upon the stage prepared to give a speech, and no one came. Some hippie came and was in such a hurry to leave, they left their wine skin behind.

Political speeches are like steer horns. A point here, a point there, and a lot of bull in between. ~Alfred E. Neuman
Lots of green, some yellow, white, and other colored flowers, and some other stuff too. Don't know much about this stuff, but it sure looks green and lush and makes our yard look better.
A big bunch of flowers with different colors sitting on the corner of our back deck.

If you're going to San Francisco

Be sure to wear some flowers in your hair ~Scott McKenzie

I think these are daisies or she loves me she loves me nots. A woman's prerogative...so I'm told.

Daisy, Daisy,

Give me your answer do!

I'm half crazy,

All for the love of you! ~Harry Dacre

A whole bunch of flowers from a different angle.
It really wasn't that bad, but the Bixby Gal got spooked on a recent boat ride riding on white caps. She put on a life vest and hung on for dear life...er Barb. Sure we got a little wet. So wet, it's summer.
A flock of waterfowl.
I'm livin' free and tryin' hard, and ridin' high. Yippee ki yay.

“There is an eagle in me that wants to soar, and there is a hippopotamus in me that wants to wallow in the mud”. ~Carl Sandburg

Artisan the eye of the beeve holder. Gaea, notorius Gaea, the second most photographed statue in Bemidji. So Deborah Davis couldn't get away with this, but a 50's family-oriented sit-com got away with the lead character's name?

"Sometimes things get so messed up, crying is the only thing you can do." ~Theodore "Beaver" Cleaver
The Pipes are Callin'. Duckman and Bear Kelly take turns singing Irish ballads at Bridgid's Cross Irish Pub.
The sly ole Bear get's ready to pounce on the dis-text-racted Italian Duck
These two are too much alike. They have somehow found that they "independently" own the same red jackets. See the Duet of the Double Duplet Pair in the May Lazy Boy. http://makakii.blogspot.com/2010/05/duet-of-double-duplet-print-pair.html

“The sixties were when hallucinogenic drugs were really, really big. And I don't think it's a coincidence that we had the type of shows we had then, like The Flying Nun.” ~Ellen DeGeneres

“Once is happenstance. Twice is coincidence. Three times is enemy action.” ~Auric Goldfinge