GBBD - The Garden in Context

"In my garden there is a large place for sentiment. My garden of flowers is also my garden of thoughts and dreams. The thoughts grow as freely as the flowers, and the dreams are as beautiful. "

 ~ Abram L. Urban  

Orange Bells aka Tecoma  elata

Bees stir the morning air, filling it with the morning hum familiar on the morning walk about the garden with our dogs. 7ish, the hummingbirds chase away the army of bees, taking their turn sipping nectar. Sometime between the sprinklers and  the full sun sky, the butterflies du jour waltz about.

The north slope, a sliver of hillside leading to the backyard, is a tangle of contrasting colors. The hot pink flowers of crepe myrtle trees match the intensity of the Tecoma Orange Bells, with the lavender wands of the Strawberry Lemonade® Butterfly Bush (Buddleja 'davidii Monrell') soothing the scene. 

The context of last week is my new computer  blue screened out. Finally- a blue I didn't like.  My cell phone disappeared. Fortunately, this inconvenient episode began conveniently hours past my last deadline  of the week. Whew!  

I decided to take this as a sign from above to take a few days to reconfigure life-patterns, which were getting as out of control as the front garden, shown above. 

 The blue pedestal of a bird bath barely shows behind the Flower Carpet® PINK rose in bloom, yet that touch of indigo imperceptibly elevates the interest of a simple scene. In planning a garden, it is safe to assume that the smallest detail will adds that bit of visual punch we dream of.  

My  Garden Blogger's Bloom Day entry would not be complete without the hedge of 'Our Lady of Guadalupe' Roses - a gift from a niece- showing off its blooms.  

All this color is in stark contrast the the "natural" context of the canyon eco-system. 

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 A number of readers mentioned how scrawny the coyote looked. 

Speaking to my wildlife expert, the reason is most likely that this coyote is only about 6 months old. If he stays out of harm's way, his coat should fill out this coming winter.

See how magnificently the Creator crafted his coat to completely camouflage him into the brush. He hasn't been seen since that day. The bunnies are back. Now the squirrels have joined in the mix. 

The pair of Coopers Hawks cruise the canyon skies for hours on end. We have a remote gadget now for  the camera. Perhaps we shall be able to catch the skill with which they careen through the branches after their prey.

Looking at the native chaparral and the country garden where I spend hours , I see self- evidence of a gardener who likes a challenge. What do you see?