Growing up these flowers, the good ole’ pig-face, were some of the very first my mother planted in her garden of the home she’d had built. In absolutely no time there was so much color surrounding her new home on the east coast of Australia.
Imagine my surprise then when we were staying in southern Morocco and saw these colorful beauties growing abundantly in the fields. Of course I’ve since discovered these blooms are rather partial to growing in rocky, sandy conditions!
Strolling around Granville Island, Vancouver last week, I couldn’t resist walking into the Cloth Shop for “old times sake“. On seeing all the beautiful fabrics, this week’s Weekly Photo Challenge, VIVID, came immediately to mind!
The memories evoked simply walking around this store were incredible. You see, my father’s retirement and my birthday were just weeks apart and with my parents moving back up to their house on the coast, I was being left in the city to complete my studies.
This move wasn’t my mother’s idea of a good time at all hence my birthday gift that year was a two-door 30-year-old car. She wasn’t much but she drove well and she was mine (and the stories the car could tell if only she talked…). However, this car came with ONE stipulation… when mother was in town, I was to drive her WHEREVER, WHENEVER she wanted.
Hence many a week-end was spent at patchwork shops all over the city. Not that I really minded as between the colors and the creations, there was more than enough to keep me occupied!
When traveling around St John’s, Newfoundland, regardless of being on foot or in a vehicle, you can’t help but be mesmerized by the assortment of bright colors of the houses.
Side by side these Victorian homes stand but all painted a different, glorious color. The fact they are referred to as the “Jellybean Row Houses” only adds to their beauty!
There’s many stories about the reasons behind their bright colors. One story states the bright colors were to guide the fisherman home during the thick fogs.
Yea, like you can see colors in fogs when you can’t even see a building, rock or even an ice-burg for that matter, lol. Hey, it’s a nice story though but… “mum, how much longer?”