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This rose was a sensory delight! Every morning I would seek out the sweet fragrance while admiring the soft petals. Then I noticed the small patch of yellow at the center of the flower. That's when I knew I had to capture what appeared to be a small sun rising behind red hills.
Delicate Arch seen at Arches National Park, Utah
Delicate Arch has become the symbol of Utah, and even appears on the state's license plates.
Hiking out to the arch at sunset is ideal for photography as the sun shines directly on Delicate Arch. The trail is only 3 mile (4.8km) round-trip. It's rated "strenuous" on the sign though, perhaps due to its 4500 feet of elevation. For people who are used to navigating through the Canadian Rockies, this is just a piece of cake.
I avoided the selfie crowd and found myself a 'strategic' spot for the precious time between the arch and myself.
This place inspires me peace and joy....I tried to transmit the feeling here!
Happy tuesday for all :)
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Most of the time, vetch is a tangled up mess because the delicate vines get all tangled up together. It was nice to find a small bit of this wildflower that I could isolate from the background. Background texture from Topaz Studio 2.
Thank you for your views and comments, much appreciated. Have a great day!
The beauty of a flower is not only what we see from above. Lifting this tulip above my head, I was struck by the simple beauty of the transition of colors. I find it interesting that in our rush to accomplish tasks of the day, we often miss what is right in front of us...or just out of sight.
A totally different variety.
Pure joy!
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Some lovely small flowers in the Victoria Esplanade Gardens - amazing the beauty and fragility of nature with the petals having a gentle translucent quality.
© Dominic Scott 2022.
These are the flowers of Dusty miller, usually known for for its low-growing, woolly, silver leaves. But I like the yellow button flowers and the milky, grey-colored stalks.
Put a frame around it, title it 'Delicate',
and here it is for your enjoyment.
Delicate Arch is een 16 meter hoge vrijstaande natuurlijke boog van zandsteen in het Arches National Park
Like delicate lace,
So the threads intertwine,
Oh, gossamer web
Of wond'rous design
-Bill Watterson
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La Monja Gitana
Federico Garcia Lorca
Silencio de cal y mirto.
Malvas en las hierbas finas.
La monja borda alhelÃes
sobre una tela pajiza.
Vuelan en la araña gris,
siete pájaros del prisma.
La iglesia gruñe a lo lejos
como un oso panza arriba.
¡Qué bien borda! ¡Con qué gracia!
Sobre la tela pajiza,
ella quisiera bordar
flores de su fantasÃa.
¡Qué girasol! ¡Qué magnolia
de lentejuelas y cintas!
¡Qué azafranes y qué lunas,
en el mantel de la misa!
Cinco toronjas se endulzan
en la cercana cocina.
Las cinco llagas de Cristo
cortadas en AlmerÃa.
Por los ojos de la monja
galopan dos caballistas.
Un rumor último y sordo
le despega la camisa,
y al mirar nubes y montes
en las yertas lejanÃas,
se quiebra su corazón
de azúcar y yerbaluisa.
¡Oh!, qué llanura empinada
con veinte soles arriba.
¡Qué rÃos puestos de pie
vislumbra su fantasÃa!
Pero sigue con sus flores,
mientras que de pie, en la brisa,
la luz juega el ajedrez
alto de la celosÃa.
sequins
The Gypsy Nun
Federico GarcÃa Lorca
Silence of lime and myrtle.
Mallows in fine herbs.
The nun embroiders wallflowers
on a straw cloth.
They fly in the gray spider,
seven birds of the prism.
The church growls in the distance
like a bear belly up.
How well you embroider! With what grace!
On the straw cloth,
she would like to embroider
fantasy flowers from her.
What a sunflower! what a magnolia
of sequins and ribbons!
What crocuses and what moons,
on the tablecloth of the mass!
Five grapefruits are sweetened
in the nearby kitchen.
The five wounds of Christ
cut in Almeria.
Through the eyes of the nun
Two horsemen gallop.
One last deaf rumor
she takes off his shirt,
and when looking at clouds and mountains
in the deserted distances,
she breaks her heart
of sugar and yerbaluisa.
Oh what a steep plain
with twenty soles above.
What rivers stood
she catches a glimpse of her fantasy!
But she continues with her flowers,
while standing in the breeze,
light plays chess
top of the lattice.