grand marais harbor, minnesota
seeing these makes me want to bake some cinnamon biscuits this morning
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fort snelling, saint paul, minnesota
Love the swirliness.
no idea why anyone would call this the devil’s sewing needle except perhaps because they are poisonous
found strung along the path of one day’s five mile walk
vadnais lake, saint paul, minnesota
Such a lovely blue.
I agree. There isn’t a ton of blue like that in nature, that’s what makes these so special for me. Besides, I find it pretty rare to find blue jay feathers at all, so to find 4 on one walk is special too.
Lucky. That was my thought too, as I’ve yet to find a blue jay feather although they visit our yard. I had dreams of a blue and white garden long ago, but realized that most blue flowers are more mauve (which I love–it’s just not blue).
Absolutely beautiful. I really love the color and agree it is rare to see much blue in nature. Reminds me that I need to get out of the city and back to nature.
me gustaria tener o comprar un juego completo de tiled feathers de esta ave. a mexico. saludos.
autignac, languedoc, france
I love this elegant photo. Even more, I love the thought of you bringing this ‘wild teasel’ all the way back from autignac, languedoc, france.
ssshhhhh….don’t tell U.S. customs.
love the alternate view
like a 12 legged spider
Such exquisitely beautiful and absolutely perfect simplicity!
Thank You Marcie! Interestingly, this is the specimen that started my whole STILL blog project. I had picked a couple stalks of teasel, and brought them home. I liked it so much that I placed one of them on my open journal and photographed it. Mostly just to document it. Then I liked the photo so much…well, the rest is history as they say.
MJ – Super awesome job with this site. My favorite so far is the wild teasel. Such an awesome structure!
Very nice. Look forward to what’s to come. Big Congrats on the design award!! Well deserved.
So nice to see you here. Welcome!
rice creek, saint paul, minnesota
i often meditate on how the monarchs have left behind a little of their color inside the pod (at least that is how I look at it)
What a beautiful sentiment!
I will never see them the same again. Oh, I love it Margie. Thank you.