Photos by Tag: wild
June 15th, 2011
Smells of childhood
It’s wonderful, isn’t it, how our sense of smell can operate something like the “wayback machine” of TV cartoons? When I smell wild roses I am immediately reminded of my childhood in Anacortes, days mostly spent in the vicinity of 33rd Street and “M” Avenue.
June 14th, 2007
Wild thing
I don’t know what kind of flower it is, but I like its attitude. This backyard garden resident (okay, it’s a pulsatilla) is a wild thing!