I’m late this week. I had planned to post this last night but I had a three-hour art class in the morning and then I had to take Mom back to the optometrist for more tests and to chose new frames for her two new pairs of glasses. My mother loves shopping and she can not be hurried, and shouldn’t be because she enjoys it so much, so she tried on just about every frame in the shop. We chose two really lovely frames and she is very happy. I was exhausted when we got home at 4pm as I learned a new technique at art which was quite difficult to implement initially (I’ve got the hang of it now) and then all the traffic and stress of the tests. The good news is the technique looks really good on my current painting and Mom’s eyes are doing a lot better.
Tanka Tuesday
Willow asked poets to write a tanka poem about a photograph that brings to mind a particular memory. You can join in here: https://tankatuesday.com/2026/06/30/tanka-tuesday-challenge-71-photo-tanka-photo-tanka-6-30-26/
This photograph of a gold roses cake I made for my mother’s birthday some years ago is the inspiration for this poem.

The Invastion (double tanka prose)
Whenever I see a shoebox, I am reminded of cockroaches. During the height of my cake making phase, I used to make a lot of fondant flowers. To create the cupped shape of the various flowers, I moulded tinfoil into a bowl shape of the correct size for the flower and carefully arranged the flower inside. I then placed the flowers inside a shoebox and left them to dry for at least a week. Some layered flowers, like roses, took me three weeks to a month to make as I gradually added additional petal layers week by week. I kept a collection of empty shoe boxes in my pantry and used them when I needed them. There were at least ten piled up on a shelf at any given time. Early one summer, I noticed we had several cockroaches in the kitchen. I set some cockroach traps around the room but the problem continued to escalate. A few weeks later, I decided to clear out the entire pantry in an attempt to get rid of the cockroaches. When I brought down the shoeboxes, I discovered they had been adopted as cockroach nests and the boxes were full of these nasty, little creatures. The boxes were disposed of, the pantry cleaned from top to toe, and cockroach traps set just about everywhere. This did bring an end to the invasion but I have never recovered from the horror of discovering all those revolving insects inside those shoeboxes. I no longer collect shoeboxes and am paranoid about cleaning under the fridges and stoves to ensure no unwanted visitors gain a foothold in my kitchen.
peaceful neighbourhood
twenty-four hour food service
attracts cockroach guests
unappealing as they are
nature always has her way
***
taking precautions
to keep insect world in check
part of normal life
should these creatures disappear
world as we know it would end
CFFC
Dan’s CFFC challenge this week is brown. You can join in here: https://nofacilities.com/2026/06/29/the-crayola-box-of-8-brown-cffc/







Terri’s Flower Hour
When I went shopping this morning I saw this gorgeous King Protea flower. I bought it to photograph with a view to paining it. Terri’s The Flower Hour prompt is patriotic florals. The Giant or King protea is the national flower of South Africa.
You can join in here: https://secondwindleisure.com/2026/06/30/the-flower-hour-37-patriotic-florals/




Every mother should have a daughter as loving as you Robbie!
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I’m happy to hear your mother is doing better, Robbie!
Cockroaches–ewww!
Great animal and flower photos. I don’t know of the King Protea flower, but I can see why it would be your national flower!
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That optometrist visit sounds long but successful, Robbie. And love the creature photos!
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All that work making the petals followed by the shock of seeing all those cockroaches. I had a creepy experience with the beach hut one spring. We do use it in winter, but not often. I had not left any food in there, but when I opened up I saw mouse droppings and discovered they had been nesting in the trunk where we keep rugs and cushions. I threw out stuff, then next time came armed with cleaning gear. I was just about to take a cushion down to the bin but it started moving, there was a mouse inside. I couldn’t put him in the bin which he could not escape from, so put the cushion in the undergrowth behind the huts to give him a chance!
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Cockroaches are just the worst!! I’m so glad I no longer have to deal with them. How absolutely awful that they ruined your fondant creations. I love the wildlife photos! The first one seems to be posing for the camera. (Hello, there, beautiful . . . )
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I looked up how big King Protea flowers are. No wonder they are “king”! Enjoy painting it, Robbie! Your poem speaks the truth. We don’t want the insects with us, but we can’t live without them.
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These are gorgeous animal and flower photos Robbie. And your tanka is creative and surprisingly tame considering the cockroach story!
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Wow. Great shots especially stunning, the lion portrait from the side.
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Your fondant flowers are beautiful, Roberta, and so are your photos of creatures and flowers! Your meaningful tanka is fantastic!
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