Sunday morning I took a walk with the dog and went to check out the grounds of McMenamin’s Kennedy School. I didn’t have my camera with me, but went back today to capture an observation I made during that visit.
See them? Here’s a closer look:
It got me at first. “What? I thought those were crepe myrtles!” And then, aha!
Crepe myrtles are so gorgeous — they don’t call for any embellishment, but what a fun idea. My mom was with me. Ever the curious observer:
Is it an allium? What kind? It doesn’t have an onion-y odor.
She thought the decoration looked good in the pine tree.
We both had our cameras with us because we had just come from Alberta Park where we had hung her newly completed quilt — for new baby grandchild #8 — on the tennis court fence for photo-documentation.
Can you guess where my fascination with trees comes from?