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Phriday Fotos III

Well... since I'm behind, let's be strange and do things backwards! 

Photos again! :D

I really enjoy taking pictures... I can NOT believe I didn't start doing this earlier. 

The figs! I should have put in my finger to show how big they are. They're a little bigger than the last joint of my thumb.


White rose

Too much light... it's supposed to be DEEP red... not pink :P
But it's pretty :)


Gardenia (as was the one before)

The "hair" from our PURPLE corn!






Tomato flower
Unfortunately, there are next to no bees this year and they haven't been pollinated :( .

Persimmon - these are about the size of toddler fists. 

Gladioli

Baby Bell Pepper

These reign pretty much everywhere there are no other "vegetation".



Chinese Winter-melon flowers

I don't know what lily this is...

This was an accidental shot, but it turned out SO well!
Mom was like, "Why couldn't you have picked a better pear leaf?"
Asis: Yeah, then I could use it as a desktop background!
:P

Asian pears
These barely fit in my fist!


Myrtle flowers

Okra centers

Eggplant flowers (this was an upside down shot)

This one is about the size of 2 fists... MY fists



Water droplets on Elephant Ears / Taro Root leaves

Stevia plant
(top-view)

Peach - still on the tree!



This is the fruit of some kind of Pine... :P
Boy, need to increase my taxonomy...


Wintermelon vine...

Wild raspberry... yep, in our yard.

Bi-colored raspberries...

"Tiger" Lilies :)


Camera didn't do what I wanted it to do, but hey - it turned out ok :) ...



Oh and here Asis' Vera Bradley messenger bag...

This one is mine - it doesn't match my style at all, but it's huge and we put "stuff" in it.
Pretty convenient! :D

All three of them...
Thankful Thursday... coming later... :)

Shalom,
CJ

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