A Frilly Thrill--Happy Birthday Meghan!

Joe and I are enjoying the new summer schedule-4 ten hour days and then Friday off! When Friday arrives we sleep till 7:30 am, enjoy 3 cups of coffee on the porch, watch the birds, walk the yard, read, take a morning nap, wake up, eat a gourmet lunch at 11,  piddle in the yard, take an afternoon snooze, I work on a watercolor and Joe works on his tractor,  plan a gourmet dinner, walk the property with a glass of wine and a Keystone, visit with the owls, check out the Koi pond, and eat an awesome dinner. A taste of retirement! The Belle Glade corn and watermelon are very sweet right now and are usuallya part of the gourmet meals! So are Forever Weekend tomatoes, which I think are as good as the ones I remember grown in Jersey!


We are in dire need of rain and we spend our mornings and nights moving the hoses around keeping the plants watered. Joe discovered a surprise and tonight I walked with him through the crunchy pastures to see what he had found. There in the middle of the wilted bamboo stand was a triple wild orchid blossom. Three beautiful purple, pink, and white flowers on a fragile stalk waving in the dry breeze surrounded by nothing but brown husks. Since this is where Con and Megs have talked of building a tree house, we decided this frilly thrill was a birthday gift for Meghan!! 

Happy Birthday, Meghan!!!

On our way back to the house we saw the baby owls calling for dinner from the front yard oak. Ma and Pa were busy grabbing up grasshoppers from the newly mowed pastures and taking turns feeding them. I was able to take a few pictures, but got some dirty looks from the babies for the interruption.

Wild Orchid for Meghan.
As beautiful as the ones we box up for prom and Easter corsages, but  more gorgeous growing  in the middle of nothing. 

The wild blossoms showcased in the bamboo stand.

We realized we would have missed this beauty if it had not been for the drought.
The dried up bamboo leaves made room for more sunlight and a view.

  

We listened to the raspy trill of the three babies calling for the parents to feed them.

One of three watching Ma and Pa hunt the pastures for dinner.

I'm definitely interrupting the dinner hour.

Watching for a parent to swoop in with filet of grasshopper.

I was so close I could have reached up for a pet, but probably would  have gotten a peck!
Time to go back in the house and let the evening meal be served.