You Have My Attention Already!

Pillar made five years ago to support
a concrete bird bath that no longer holds water.

It was a demanding call. No doubt about it. Most Scrub Jays have plenty to say, but usually a full sentence or so will do before moving on to a difference audience. This one, however, simply would not stop even after a full paragraph and was ramping up for the second. We roused ourselves from lunch on the deck to determine the what and wherefore of the jay's proclamation.

Well, of course! The bird's watering hole was all but dried up. Make a note: recipe for silence--shallow pan and plenty of water!

Fancied up with shards of broken flag stone. New birdbath in place. It was this one that had gone dry. 

When Life Gives You. . .

. . .sage, yarrow, basil, echinacea, make a bouquet!

A house glows when it holds a bouquet of flowers. Even a tiny arrangement brightens the energy of its space.

Our Bend garden has no beds of flowers for cutting. But it seems that anything the grows well can be arranged to sing its sweetness in the house.

My favorite in the kitchen is a fistful of ordinary herbs that will stay fresher if stuffed into a container with water. Every yard has unsung heroes and supporting actors. Find them out your own back door and give them a shot at center stage!