flower of attachment, devotion and sincerityIn memory of my mother and paternal grandmother
Larkspur
flower of attachment, devotion and sincerityIn memory of my mother and paternal grandmother
Wild Roses and a Bee
This gentle little bee's pollen baskets are about full. So busy and determined as she went from rose to rose to rose.
The careful insect 'midst his works I view,
The careful insect 'midst his works I view,
Now from the flowers exhaust the fragrant dew,
With golden treasures load his little thighs,
And steer his distant journey through the skies.
~ John Gay Rural Sports, 1713
With golden treasures load his little thighs,
And steer his distant journey through the skies.
~ John Gay Rural Sports, 1713
John Gay (1685-1732)
English Poet
English Poet
Poppy
face in my mirror
reveals one new wrinkle
I see my mother
remember my grandmothers
now it's my turn to become
I see my mother
remember my grandmothers
now it's my turn to become
~ April
Bittersweet
Garden lilies just beginning to bloomare visited by a Western Tiger Swallowtail
whose beautiful wings are torn.
Red Begonia
My one and only Begonia plant lives outsideall summer in a pot at the back of the house,
where it has some shade. It is lovely and
compact with double scarlet-red blooms.
Butterfly Flower (Pansy)
One of my favourite tunes of this fabulous season isAnd the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin'
And the cotton is high"
~George Gershwin
It's a time to relax and enjoy life, but most of all
Summer is a time for daydreams
which is what I indulged in
the other day when I sat
listening to the aspens
tremble in the warm breeze,
smelling the scent of summer,
absorbing the season
into my soul.
My thoughts lazily
drifted with the clouds
carrying me back
to childhood summer
afternoons when I was
alone on the shady
side of the house
and would wrap myself
cocoon like in an old
threadbare blanket
given to us children for
playing our pretend games
then promptly fall asleep
on the grass until
my mother called me
in for supper.
~ April
which is what I indulged in
the other day when I sat
listening to the aspens
tremble in the warm breeze,
smelling the scent of summer,
absorbing the season
into my soul.
My thoughts lazily
drifted with the clouds
carrying me back
to childhood summer
afternoons when I was
alone on the shady
side of the house
and would wrap myself
cocoon like in an old
threadbare blanket
given to us children for
playing our pretend games
then promptly fall asleep
on the grass until
my mother called me
in for supper.
~ April
Yarrow
Achillea millifolium
a soldier's woundwort
brought to Troy by Achilles
dwells in nature's peace
Sweet William
One year I purchased a package of seeds called
"The Hummingbird Garden" and scattered a small
handful in a raised bed. Sweet William was one
of the surprise flowers that grew in this spot - a
most impressive posy with a lovely spicy fragrance.
In Victorian times, the Sweet William flower
was considered a token of gallantry.
handful in a raised bed. Sweet William was one
of the surprise flowers that grew in this spot - a
most impressive posy with a lovely spicy fragrance.
In Victorian times, the Sweet William flower
was considered a token of gallantry.
Columbia Tiger Lily
Beside a forest path. . .
"And so to tread
As if the wind not she, did walk;
Nor prest a flower, nor bow'd a stalk."
~Ben Jonson
As if the wind not she, did walk;
Nor prest a flower, nor bow'd a stalk."
~Ben Jonson
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