Beautiful pauses, Cloaked in fragrant petals bloom, Life is not a race. Happy Hump-day! I’ve taken a few pauses lately, to photograph some of the wonderful things in our backyard. This little butterfly (or moth?) […]
May the lilt of Irish laughter lighten every load. Irish Blessing If Google translate is working today, Amhráin Ghrá means Songs of Love. We need more of those today. If it’s not, if there’s an […]
To eat is a necessity, but to eat intelligently is an art. François de la Rochefoucauld It’s National Strawberry Day here in the States! I accidentally stumbled on this fact last night, so I searched […]
Sprouts that is.
Actually… I had no idea WHAT this plant was when I decided to use it in my Garden Art. This may be one of the last pieces in that series, too. For now anyway. I started working at two (very small) part time jobs, so when you add that to school, things are starting to get hectic.
If you look the right way, you can see that the whole world is a garden.
Little blueberry blossoms, like tiny church bells… shining in their glory.
The preparation of good food is merely another expression of art, one of the joys of civilized living.Dione Lucas
A new edition to my series Garden Art. These are two little apples in our new tree.
I visited our backyard this morning to see how the garden is growing. I may get my Garden Art series going again. My son has gone “vegetable crazy,” so we have lots of fun and interesting (and edible!) plants out there. This is the broccoli aisle… and the bees just love this area!
Petals of white satin guard the stairway. As I make my way up, their feathery ends sway in the wind, draping the earth like a wedding gown train. Pillars of amber rise above the entrance to touch the sky. As I enter and take a seat, I see soft silk brushes, painting the clouds with gold. I am in awe, and then suddenly I realize…
I am home.
Another Garden Art image, featuring a touch of gourmet.
Out in the garden
We can see, touch, smell and taste
Garden Art: Flor de pepino
I’m always nagging on myself to go visit exotic places and see new things. In rebellion (I don’t like being nagged), and contrary to my own advice, I decided that what I really need to do is be present and see the beauty that’s in front of me—right here, right now.
I’m going to work on a new series; Garden Art, and this is the first in the collection. It’s a cucumber flower in our backyard garden.
Flowers are the music of the ground
From earth’s lips spoken without sound;
Flowers are as music, silent, deep
Oxlyps, marigolds, music men keep
In pots and vases, beds and jars
Music as though they were bundles of stars!
Excerpt from Flowers, by Edwin Curran
Not everything is black and white.
Simplicity is the keynote of all true elegance. – Coco Chanel
This morning I heard rustling and chirping in the garden and saw a little white bird hopping from flower to flower. I must have a thing for wings because as soon I saw the wing […]