We were out doing errands and I was happy to find my camera in my purse.
It was sunny on the coast Wednesday, but inland in Carmel Valley the sky was truly blue.
These prickly pear cactus fruits were ripening aloft, about ten feet above the ground. As to the size of the entire bank of cactus, it could easily rival a school bus. I thoroughly enjoyed seeing this specimen and was glad that I didn't need to prune, clean or otherwise tend to any of its pads which were growing every which way, very spiney and lassoed with the silken threads of multiple spider webs.
This is all in a pot not much bigger than one of those cactus pads, that is to say a little smaller than the circle you can make with your arms, and there is quite a lot going on including,
a shapely tree with a tire swing. The fairies have dropped their gardening tools in the blue star creeper. Neither one of them was doing any watering or pruning. The red wagon is empty... Maybe those rosettes of succulents look like large cactus pads to them and they just can't quite imagine taking care of it. I wondered about how high the swing was hung, but then I realized, of course, fairies could access on the wing. I wasn't tempted to buy at nearly $300. but maybe having seen them will inspire some playful tableau in some pot on my deck. A few years ago I sold some toys and dolls on Ebay and enjoyed staging them in the garden.
A 1940's bisque Nancy Ann doll fit right in the fuschia flowers.
Sometimes, when the mushrooms are pushing their way up through the forest floor I think of creating diorama type scenes...but usually I'm on my way from one task to another and have thus far been pleased with just capturing an au natural photos of the fungi themselves... but can't you see a small tableau in this cluster?
I suspect I just like taking pictures...
Even rats might not be safe from my camera...stuffed ones...(Please notice he does not have a sign around his neck saying "no rats" but that isn't a bad idea, if only it would work.)
and r e a l ones that fall for the peanut butter. That is a "have a heart trap"and this rat got the catch and release treatment and might be enjoying wildcat canyon as home. Maybe the wildcat canyon rats put up statues of bobcats and mountain lions reading..."no cats" ?