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dahlia, (genus Dahlia), genus of about 40 species of flowering plants in the aster family (Asteraceae), native to the higher elevations of Mexico and Central America. About six of the species in the Dahlia genus have been bred for cultivation as ornamental flowers and are popular in the floral industry and in gardens. The thousands of dahlia cultivars are classed into a variety of types, including single, double, pompon, cactus, waterlily, peony-flowered, and dinnerplate dahlias.
Dahlias are tuberous perennials, and most have simple leaves that are segmented and toothed or cut. The compound flowers may be white, yellow, red, or purple in colour. Wild species of dahlias have both disk and ray flowers in the flowering heads, but many varieties of ornamentals such as the common garden dahlia (D. bipinnata) have shortened ray flowers. Dahlias grow well in most garden soils. They begin flowering late in the summer and continue flowering until interrupted by frost in the autumn.
You may perceive interruptions on your way, but if you stay on track, the path will lead you smoothly through life.
Snugs was eventually disturbed from her reverie about self awareness (see previously posted picture). But she certainly has a glow about her. ☺️
It is difficult to get started on weeding my garden. Every time I pull on my gardening gloves and bend close to the soil, another thing catches my eye. Off with the gloves. Dash into the house to grab the camera. Oh well...all interruptions should be this lovely.
Male Malayan tiger (Panthera tigris tigris) named "Berani", born January 2014 at the Fresno Chaffee Zoo and now living in Tiger River at the San Diego Zoo.
Conservation Status: Critically Endangered
An object interrupting my daily routine and rationality. Irritating within the logic of getting on with my life. The figurine has been around for over twenty years (the grandchildren played with it as you can see) and is sitting on top of the kitchen cabinet and watching us, watching over us? I don't know. There is and never was an explanation. It is just there. And I will put it back there. The object belongs there. Interruption is part of life.
Lives interrupted, paused, asleep, sometimes in a dream, sometimes in a nightmare.Prague, war, soon starvation. A trilogy that repeats itself cyclically over the centuries. Sustained breath.... pause.
How much can you take before you snap? www.youtube.com/watch?v=QYYVfvYwAz4
A common hoopoe was feeding on the ground, when he got interrupted by something and stood still like this the entire time I was lying nearby. I was hoping of some kind of mild action shots, but had to be content with this portrait.
Cleo's Flickr friends already know that she hibernates in the basement, it's a habit she assumed years ago, probably because it's quiet and peaceful there and no other cats bother her. The camera doesn't bother her there either because it's too dark for photos. She rarely breaks this habit but today was apparently one of these days as she moved into a wicker basket cat cave in my bedroom instead. Cleo wasn't pleased when I found her and even less when I pointed the camera at her but you never know when you'll get another chance. I blamed her Flickr friends who want to see a photo of her occasionally. :)
“As people, we love pattern. But interrupted pattern is more interesting.” - Jay Maisel
We have had several days of blue skies and warm afternoon light, so we did a lot of walking on the beach. With no snow, we saw many patterns in the sand. I took my time to look for something interesting while soaking up the sun. Now we are under another winter storm warning. It is a good time to sit at the computer again and share some of my beach scenes. Even our weather is going through a series of interrupted patterns this winter.
The clean patterned windows of Father Michael McGivney Catholic Academy interrupted by a partial view of vertical blinds. Located in Markham, the school was opened in 1992.
It's One Thing To Throw A Beer At Me As You Speed By...It's Another To Hit My Bike. They Gonna Learn Today.
.... with sky reflections and shadows.
I was walking by a canal feeder. Blades of grass were drooping from the bank and, in places, just touching the surface of the water, interupting the flow, as here. The sky was reflected in the water and the grass was casting a squiggly shadow and it's colour was also being reflected. It looked as though the grass was writing on the water.
WOODLAND NATIVE
This fern gets its name from the distinct interruptions of the fertile leaflets on the frond which when after releasing their spores fall off leaving gaps on the frond.
After a long hard day, every K-pop idol needs a break. After getting in her pajamas, settling down by the fireplace.. Her manager bursts through the door. The expression says it all.
Before I was *rudely* interrupted, I put on my soft and sexy Tammy Socks, available at Dollholic!, and sipping out of my Dionysus Chalice, available at Fantasy Fair!
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I happened to come upon this Cooper's Hawk as it was perched in a nearby tree devouring a recent catch. It looked up from its meal and gave me a "do you mind" stare so I took a few shots and left it alone to finish its meal.
if, after reading my intro, you'd like to see how Flo is getting on, her new adopted family have opened up a stream here for Rob and I to enjoy: [https://www.flickr.com/photos/192292535@N03]
I was planning to share something else a bit more obscure now, but I just heard from her new family how she's doing.. and it's great and made me cry.
Bess is now Flow. Her new name.
Pete and Lilly, and half an hour later their full-of-beans-n-good-natured German Shepherd Kumar, and (Kelpi?) Perro, all met up with Bess a few days ago.
Ever since her first lead training day, my ignorant prejudices of Bess vaporised. She has fantastic eye contact, if you know how to get it. You know, if you get on her wavelength she'll follow you to the ends of the earth. Look into her eyes...
[ i have in my mind the memory of her in the front of their van being gently cuddled and subtly entertained by Lilly, lit in the dark by the downlight of their courtesy light, as they all reversed out of Rob's drive to their new life ]
Long story cut short for now, she or we could not have hoped for a better life for her than with her new family.
Rob knew it, as did I, when we met Pete, Lllly and their dogs.
Happy :-)
Taken at the Campbell Valley Regional Park, Langley.
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