Such Great Heights

 Back to the Tall Ships again.

Do you see what I see? The men are standing and balancing on the yardarms!

Oy! I can't even figure out how they got up there, much less how they can balance with all the wind.

I think I would either vomit all over the ship or fall in the sea and be eaten by sharks. These are brave men! It does look like they have safety belts of some kind. Nevertheless...

There are three ominous sounds that will always chill your heart: the creak of chains on a pirate ship, the clink of spurs in a ghost town, and the flap of bat wings in the night. – William R. Bradford

 

So Tall

 On the 4th of July, we loved watching the Tall Ships on T.V. I took a few photos. O.K., a lot of photos. But they were so majestic!

This was my favorite

And there was something that really surprised me about the ships. It kind of stunned me to see it. Do you know what it may be? You will in my next post.

"I must go down to the sea again, to the lonely sea and the sky; and all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by."

– John Masefield

Sunday Sunset

 One of my favorites.

"They ran to the museums for paintings. I ran to the roof for sunsets."

Darnell Lamont Walker

Soft As Sorrow

 Today was a red alert weather day. Because the air is not healthy to breathe. The smoke from Canadian wildfires has drifted down into our valley. Here is what we saw.

If the air is so unhealthy for us, I cannot imagine toe poor people in Canada!

It is a dreamy mist, but the beauty is deceptive.

“A silver haze drifts through the trees, soft as sorrow, strange as magic.”

Goats

 We are still at the Pollinator Festival. They also have goats to feed. There were a lot of cute goats!

I especially liked the black & white spotted ones.

A few cows came over to see what was going on.

And this little calf.

They are in a very pretty area.

 

Bee-ing

So, what WAS that lady looking at in my last post? Well, since this was a pollinator festival...

It was a large bee display!!

The white clumps you see is the wax they make.

As we were the last people of the day, the bee lady said something that rather tickled me. She said her bees were starting to get fussy, and wanted to go home. Huh? Kind of like they were toddlers.

I have heard that if there were no more bees, humans would only exist four days. Turns out, AI said that is not true!

A bee is a tiny reminder that small things make the world bloom.

The Pace Of Petals

 A few weeks ago, we visited the Garden Center, as they were having a pollinator festival. We were greeted with this.

A Petunia tree!

Believe it or not, the next two are solar lights!

And what is this woman looking at so intently? This was my favorite part of the visit, and I will show you on my next post.

“Here, the world slows down to the pace of petals.”

“Where plants wait patiently for the right hands to take them home.”