I hook rugs, I knit and I have a life - not always in that order. Hooking rugs in the traditional way is a passion. Knitting is a way of keeping those idle hands busy. In my life, I am a mother, partner, sister,aunt, friend and a happy grammy. I work with volunteers and seniors when I'm not doing those other things. I enjoy being creative - and often reinvent the wheel. Above all, I value things that are not only beautiful but useful.
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
Ruby Tuesday
This is the flower of August for me...
a beautiful red hollyhock. I think my granddaughter was the artist behind the camera in her auntie's garden last week.
If you have more red to share, or just want to see some great photos, visit Mary T right here for Ruby Tuesday.
Wow that is stunning!!! We dug up some that were growing wild and put them in our yard a few years ago, but they must only last one summer and they didn't re-seed.
How beautiful a flower! The red is magnificent, and the detailing of the petals amazing. The tiny ribs are great, almost looking like spokes on a ruby bicycle wheel. Very nice!
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It's so pretty, and, yes, it's red. Nice photography!
Wow that is stunning!!! We dug up some that were growing wild and put them in our yard a few years ago, but they must only last one summer and they didn't re-seed.
Erect against the garden wall
they grow, the tallest flower of all
Like grand mamas they seem to know
the reason why strange things are so.
What a beautiful flower!
What a spectacular flower! Nice job by your grand with the camera!
Oh, my! That hollyhock is a dazzler!
ENAMORED OF RED
Enamored of red
I lie in my bed,
Dreaming of cherry-filled crèmes;
For red is the shade,
The prettiest made,
That gives me the sweetest of dreams.
© 2011 by Magical Mystical Teacher
Red and Yellow Rooftops
How beautiful a flower! The red is magnificent, and the detailing of the petals amazing. The tiny ribs are great, almost looking like spokes on a ruby bicycle wheel. Very nice!
So pretty. Every year, I tell myself to plant hollyhocks and every year, I forget. Duhh.
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