at the dreary weather and hear the improved, but still sad news, on the pandemic. It all makes me want to indulge
in either beautiful memories or fantasies of great things to come. How about
google the addresses for online shopping. OR order one catalog and the rest
will find you. I like Johnny’s especially for cut flowers and veggies. Park
Seed is another favorite. Totally Tomatoes is great for, you guessed it,
tomatoes. I receive stacks of catalogs after years of ordering my seeds. I
wouldn’t toss a single one of them. It’s great fun to “read” them. Almost like
taking a trip to some new place. I love the one that is totally wild flowers.
Yellow…is a primary color that can perk up the dullest day
or month. It can be seen from the back of the yard or calling attention to your
beautiful front steps.
wild volunteer that grows by the old chicken coop. I have to constantly remind
workers to not pull it up as a weed. As summer wanes, it will become filled
with many little ‘Susie’s.’ Problem is it decides where it will grow. Not me. I
pick a few; I can’t resist. But I leave most to reseed. I am then am surprised
where it will pop up next. I feel so favored to have this perennial wildflower.
There are lots of choices of cultivated Rudbeckias. They grow readily from
draught resistant and doesn’t need deadheading. Terrific bloomer. Use liberally
to perk up your perennial bed.
zone 5 so I stick with the one called ‘Lucifer.’ Hardy, it produces lovely
arching fiery red blooms that last a long time. Order small bulbs and you’ll
have it forever. Its foliage is tall so plant accordingly.
Blue is a color best planted close. It disappears if
you plant it far away. Tuck it close to where you’ll sit in the garden. One
of my favorites for long term blooms is ‘Nepeta’ or cat mint. Not a spreader
except for seeding and cats don’t really like it. They love catnip not catmint.
against any fence. Holly hocks are great for that too.
about plants. I’ve also learned I can ‘google’ a plant for research. I’m
impressed with the amount of information available online.
Here is a little about the first of the Abby and Adam Adventures. It was my love affair with nature that encouraged me. I only sort of wrote a story to go with it. There I have confessed. Actually, I created a nature photographer and a park ranger who allowed me to follow them around as they lived out their lives in Middle Florida. Who knew we could all have so much fun? It is a romance and a mystery as well. If I have tickled your curiosity regarding the environment, I am pleased. If you enjoy the story as well, I am ecstatic.
Abby Naycomb, wildlife photographer, found more than scintillating images of the birds of Central Florida. A handsome park ranger turns her world upside down even as a criminal stalker seeks to threaten her life.
Who knew trespassing in the restrictive area of a Florida State Park to get the perfect shot of the sand hill crane family would wind up with Abby Naycomb, wildlife photographer extraordinaire, meeting the most handsome park ranger in the world? Mating/nesting birds were the subject of her quest but finding those intense blue eyes in the lens of her camera was distracting and hormone inciting.
Adam Rawlings, millionaire park ranger, was as shocked as Abby when she accidentally discovered a murdered man buried in a shallow grave in the sand.
Face to face with an exciting relationship with Adam, the perfect man, leaves her no excuse for backing away from a growing intimacy. Vagabond Abby must consider relocating if she wants to continue an invaluable relationship with Adam, the original home town hero.
Abby struggles as she continues to work deep in the breathtaking wilds of Central Florida while trying to ignore the menace of a serious and threatening stalker. Her task was to reexamine long held premises and prejudices while admiring the southern flora and fauna through the lens of her camera. Bird and nature lovers alert.
Busted in Bird land. Still…what a calendar he would make with that uniform, that smile, those shoulders. She stifled a sigh of pure visual pleasure.
You had better stop it, Miss Smarty. He has the authority to fine and kick you out of the park permanently if he so chooses. Holy Moly– love a uniformed hunk!
She stifled a giggle which was riotously rolling around deep inside her, threatening to break out. He continued to loom, gazing thoughtfully while she fidgeted in her warm nest sheltered by the dune. Surrounding them, the sporadic wind blew the smell of something baking in the sun. With her face turned upward and her eyes half-closed against the glare, she awaited her fate. She offered a weak smile while trying to bring into focus his face which was back lit by the bright sunlight. It couldn’t hurt, she thought, and tried for puppy dog eyes pleading for mercy.
“Leave this area, and I’ll forget your lapse of good manners–this time. Don’t let me catch you trespassing on restricted lands again. This is a nature preserve. Visitors may not wander about– especially during nesting season,” he added giving her a stern look. “And that goes for well-meaning, good-looking, lady photographers as well.”
Janis Lane is the pen-name for gifted author Emma Lane who writes cozy mysteries as Janis, Regency as Emma, and spice as Sunny Lane.
She lives in Western New York where winter is snowy, spring arrives with rave reviews, summer days are long and velvet, and fall leaves are riotous in color. At long last she enjoys the perfect bow window for her desk where she is treated to a year-round panoramic view of nature. Her computer opens up a fourth fascinating window to the world. Her patient husband is always available to help with a plot twist and encourage Emma to never quit. Her day job is working with flowers at Herbtique and Plant Nursery, the nursery she and her son own.
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