Whimsical sticks

August 23, 2020June 10, 2020 ~ Jnana Hodson ~ Leave a comment

This fence made from unpolished tree branches is an ideal support for climbing vines, too. It dances in playful contrast to the neighbor’s standard white boards. (Photo by Rachel Williams)

With the water bowl

August 19, 2020June 10, 2020 ~ Jnana Hodson ~ Leave a comment

Sometimes when Pepper sits like this, I’m reminded how dainty those front paws look.

Sea bed at the shore

August 19, 2020June 10, 2020 ~ Jnana Hodson ~ 2 Comments

All kinds of junk turn up in the water. It looked like a four-poster bed, if we didn’t look too closely. We’re still wondering what this really was.

Trust me on this

August 9, 2020June 10, 2020 ~ Jnana Hodson ~ Leave a comment

Some promises are fulfilled.

Some are broken.

Some go up in smoke.

What would life be without them?

A classic pose

August 5, 2020June 10, 2020 ~ Jnana Hodson ~ Leave a comment

Pepper pauses outside of her cage.

Salty up close

July 22, 2020June 10, 2020 ~ Jnana Hodson ~ Leave a comment

They really are curious but also cautious. Makes for an interesting mix.

Coreopsis

July 17, 2020July 13, 2020 ~ Jnana Hodson ~ Leave a comment

One of my wife’s favorite flowers. She likes to use them as punctuation in the garden beds. (Photo by Rachel Williams)

Rabbit ears

July 8, 2020June 10, 2020 ~ Jnana Hodson ~ Leave a comment

Do you remember when the term rabbit ears referred to something that sat on top of your television?

A folksy Uncle Sam

July 4, 2020July 6, 2020 ~ Jnana Hodson ~ Leave a comment

He’s always there with his palm up. The customs office and U.S. Coast Guard sit around the corner in Eastport, Maine.

There go the pole bean vines

June 24, 2020April 24, 2020 ~ Jnana Hodson ~ Leave a comment

Salty and Pepper are my excuse to do more daily weeding than I used to. They love their greens. Sometimes, that includes garden plants that have finished their season, like these pole beans last summer. Oh, yes, they like the beans, too, even the ones that are too ripe for our own taste.