So this summer, I spent a morning taking photos.
It is not something I do every day.
Just some days.
Often I will take lots of photos one day and then use them for a dozen posts later.
I was taking pictures of different places outside.
Shifting up and down a few inches to change the look.
Trying to make sure you don't see anything I don't want you to see.
I moved from one area to another.
I always love to take flower photos.
Rudbeckia is a favorite.
As are these African Daisies.
While I was taking the daisy picture, I noticed this little guy.
He is not as perfect.
I would normally shift left or right to find a better picture/specimen.
But then I got to thinking about how a lot of us do that.
Focus on the perfect one.
Glance past the flawed one.
And I decided to take different photos.
Real photos.
Normally I would shift for this one so you could not see the trash cans.
And I would shift left so you would not see the stuff on my work table.
Silly, really.
I am proud of my work table.
It is from a high school science lab.
I love working at it outside.
You can see it has wool sweaters on it here.
Cutting the wool outside keeps all the fuzz and lint out of the house.
And I get to breathe fresh air, listen to the birds and look at my yard.
This little spot serves to camouflage the trash can area.
I stacked the cement blocks to build a little wall.
Then I put flower pots and boxes around it to hide the plain cement blocks.
Morning glories climb an old trellis I made from bamboo...
And a few of my rustic mushrooms provide some visual appeal (to me anyway).
Looking back at my work table from the other direction...
Normally I would shoot this at a different angle so you could not see the trash cans.
Why?
Most of us have trash cans, right?
Why should I pretend they are not there?
My trash cans don't match.
Do yours?
You can see how I throw two burlap coffee sacks over the fence for photos...
Now you know my behind-the-scenes tricks...
If I turn around, you can see my clothesline.
I love my clothesline.
It is green and natural and my clothes smell so good when I bring them in.
I love hanging things up too.
It is meditative.
Turning the other direction, I show you real again.
See all that grass growing between the cracks in the sidewalk?
I don't like when that happens.
So I would normally angle the camera up, so you would not see.
In front of that round brown shed is my secret garden.
I love the mishmash of plants and herbs and flowers.
I never have a plan.
I just plant them.
I never have a plan.
I just plant them.
And seeds blow around and seed themselves...
There is my hypertufa experiment from a few years ago...
My rough birdbath...
This rustic little birdhouse sits outside my round shed.
Normally I would not show you my rain barrels with their peeling paint.
Or my stakes for fairy lanterns that are bare right now.
So today I am sharing some of the not-so-perfect parts of my yard.
Trust me, there are many, many more.
But I wanted to get real today.
Because we all have weeds, and trash cans and things we just have not made perfect yet.
Thanks for stopping by...
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