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Flowers for the Ladies
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Humming Through Summer
Humming Through Summer
Hey girls...didn't know where else to post these...I might start a new thread but until then...yesterdays shoot with my sweet Blue F2...remember these birds are just stopping to check out these buds..closely inspecting as we do....they are not actually feeding on them....DD
Humming Through Summer
Hey girls...didn't know where else to post these...I might start a new thread but until then...yesterdays shoot with my sweet Blue F2...remember these birds are just stopping to check out these buds..closely inspecting as we do....they are not actually feeding on them....DD
JustinCase
Member
Mrs.Greengenes
Member
To all of you above.... Beautiful plants/flowers and the berries look delicious! 
Swallow Poem
Swallow Poem
I'm no writer and certainly not a poet...but one day last spring I checked my calendar and my friends, the Swallows, were due any day to return as they do every spring almost to the day. With a cup of coffee and a scratch pad I put together this.
Swallow Poem by DoobieDuck
Every spring, I start my thing, cutting and building away.
My carpentry skills, and what I will build, hoping they will come and please stay.
From larger to smaller, from shorter to taller, are abodes I will put in their way,
They can come and inspect, scrutinize and object, examine almost every day.
With caution, make haste, I place each living space, my mind exhausted with fear,
Hoping they will approve, they will not move, and will make home here, year after year.
Like amusement park thrills, and to meadowlark trills, these glide and swoop and they play.
Soaring high and then low, flying far they will go, dodging trees that scatter the way.
I sit and I listen, as their blue backs do glisten, to the chirps and calls of romance.
Now they are mating and I find myself waiting this year to see at a glance.
A family to be, or what will be to me, indignation, disgust, and compliance.
Prosaic I’ll become, oh humdrum, another year come soon will go,
A decade of trying sometimes has me crying, for my toils, I get nothing returned.
Unlike years in the past, dissimilar at last, spring brings hope, expect, and desire.
Nesting hear now, compliant I bough, they’re warming my heart like a fire.
My tears they have dried, for what I have tried, to nest swallows close to my home,
Finality done, kinsfolk from above, until fall when finally they have gone.
Copyright
DoobieDuck 2007
These birds just migrated South for the winter 3 days ago...images were in the Spring...
Swallow Poem
I'm no writer and certainly not a poet...but one day last spring I checked my calendar and my friends, the Swallows, were due any day to return as they do every spring almost to the day. With a cup of coffee and a scratch pad I put together this.
Swallow Poem by DoobieDuck
Every spring, I start my thing, cutting and building away.
My carpentry skills, and what I will build, hoping they will come and please stay.
From larger to smaller, from shorter to taller, are abodes I will put in their way,
They can come and inspect, scrutinize and object, examine almost every day.
With caution, make haste, I place each living space, my mind exhausted with fear,
Hoping they will approve, they will not move, and will make home here, year after year.
Like amusement park thrills, and to meadowlark trills, these glide and swoop and they play.
Soaring high and then low, flying far they will go, dodging trees that scatter the way.
I sit and I listen, as their blue backs do glisten, to the chirps and calls of romance.
Now they are mating and I find myself waiting this year to see at a glance.
A family to be, or what will be to me, indignation, disgust, and compliance.
Prosaic I’ll become, oh humdrum, another year come soon will go,
A decade of trying sometimes has me crying, for my toils, I get nothing returned.
Unlike years in the past, dissimilar at last, spring brings hope, expect, and desire.
Nesting hear now, compliant I bough, they’re warming my heart like a fire.
My tears they have dried, for what I have tried, to nest swallows close to my home,
Finality done, kinsfolk from above, until fall when finally they have gone.
Copyright
DoobieDuck 2007
These birds just migrated South for the winter 3 days ago...images were in the Spring...
G
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Wow, JoeShmoe -- That Zinnia is really something amazing!
And DoobieDuck, those pix of the hummers with the frosty buds -- this <i>does</i> seem the perfect place for them. What gems. Yum.
ac.
And DoobieDuck, those pix of the hummers with the frosty buds -- this <i>does</i> seem the perfect place for them. What gems. Yum.
ac.
G
Guest
Great pics everyone!
some sunflower from me: :wink:
Thanks Ana...You must spread some Reputation around before giving it to ana canna again.
ESBE you got it going on...sex in the Womens forum..shame on you...nice pix and girls though....DD
ESBE you got it going on...sex in the Womens forum..shame on you...nice pix and girls though....DD
well doobie, often sex comes after flowers, hehe
forgot to coment on your poem bro. i love it from my heart, a great poet is lost in you! keep it coming man! btw, you are already a picture poet to me!
forgot to coment on your poem bro. i love it from my heart, a great poet is lost in you! keep it coming man! btw, you are already a picture poet to me!
doobieduck said:Every spring, I start my thing, cutting and building away.
My carpentry skills, and what I will build, hoping they will come and please stay.
From larger to smaller, from shorter to taller, are abodes I will put in their way,
They can come and inspect, scrutinize and object, examine almost every day.
With caution, make haste, I place each living space, my mind exhausted with fear,
Hoping they will approve, they will not move, and will make home here, year after year.
Like amusement park thrills, and to meadowlark trills, these glide and swoop and they play.
Soaring high and then low, flying far they will go, dodging trees that scatter the way.
I sit and I listen, as their blue backs do glisten, to the chirps and calls of romance.
Now they are mating and I find myself waiting this year to see at a glance.
A family to be, or what will be to me, indignation, disgust, and compliance.
Prosaic I’ll become, oh humdrum, another year come soon will go,
A decade of trying sometimes has me crying, for my toils, I get nothing returned.
Unlike years in the past, dissimilar at last, spring brings hope, expect, and desire.
Nesting hear now, compliant I bough, they’re warming my heart like a fire.
My tears they have dried, for what I have tried, to nest swallows close to my home,
Finality done, kinsfolk from above, until fall when finally they have gone.
Copyright
DoobieDuck 2007
gixergal
Member
Doobie
How can I tell you what a heart stopping picture that second one on your first post is? I can only presume that your soul is as pure as its colours. Im struggling to find the words to tell you how I feel about it.... I guess I can only say what is on the tip of my tongue..... "Doobs.... that was fucking awesome"
love
gix
How can I tell you what a heart stopping picture that second one on your first post is? I can only presume that your soul is as pure as its colours. Im struggling to find the words to tell you how I feel about it.... I guess I can only say what is on the tip of my tongue..... "Doobs.... that was fucking awesome"
love
gix
Mrs.Greengenes
Member
doobieduck said:
Ahhh.. we don't mind do we ladies? lol
Not that kind anyway. Love the pics. Thanks again. :wink:
Thank You
Thank You
Thank You
Gix...thank you for the comments...the second pic in the very first post is a H3ad Seeds cross with Gloriosa Daisies...there are a couple other flowers in the shot as well...ESBE thank you for the kind comments too...everyone...DDgixergal said:
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kallenavndk
yellow Flower for the ladies
killedkilleryo
Member
shrooms anyone? these were taken by my gf in kauai ,we did a hike called kaluaua trail along the napali coast, one of the best hikes in the world .these were along the trail in the rain forest.
G
Guest
MMMMMMMM applepie and SHROOMS<<<hehehe
mornin'
what do you get when you cross a female pikanise/chiwawa<SP? with a brussels griffin??? our puppieswe hope!hehe
and SHROOMS<<<hehehemornin'
what do you get when you cross a female pikanise/chiwawa<SP? with a brussels griffin??? our puppies
we hope!hehe
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