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"Kind hearts are the gardens, Kind thoughts are the roots, Kind words are the flowers, Kind deeds are the fruits, Take care of your garden And keep out the weeds,
Fill it with sunshine,
Kind words,
and Kind deeds."... Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
"Gardening simply does not allow one to be mentally old, because too many hopes and dreams are yet to be realized." ā Allan Armitage
While digging out a large patch of hearty weeds, I noticed this sweet Anemone flower peeking out from underneath a fern. It seemed like the perfect time to invite the flower inside the house for a quick photographic break. Now....back to the weeds.
Some people find a cluster of blossoms from an apple tree lying on the ground and grumble. Not I! I scooped up the treasures and brought them home to admire. It only seemed right to share the beauty with others.
African violets hold a special charm. Their petals seem as soft as a feather and their ruffles glint with sparkles in the sunlight. This violet is loved above all others, as it was passed along to me by my mother. When family members are no longer with us, their memory is triggered by the smallest things...and that is a very good thing indeed.
"Geranium maculatum, the wild geranium, spotted geranium, or wood geranium, is a perennial plant native to woodland in eastern North America, from southern Manitoba and southwestern Quebec south to Alabama and Georgia and west to Oklahoma and South DakotaIt is known as spotted cranesbill or wild cranesbill in Europe, but the wood cranesbill is another plant, the related G. sylvaticum (a European native called "woodland geranium" in North America). Colloquial names are alum root, alum bloom and old maid's nightcap."..from Wikipedia
Whatever their name, I am quite fond of these flowers. As the plants in my flower garden have seemingly grown four inches overnight, I've been especially pleased to find wild geraniums dotting the spaces between other flowering plants. Hooray for sunshine and flowers!
āDonāt wait for someone to bring you flowers. Plant your own garden and decorate your own soul.ā ā Luther Burbank
As I wait in anticipation for Spring to arrive, I can almost smell the fragrance of sweet peas. "Here are sweet peas, on tiptoe for a flight; With wings of gentle flush o'er delicate white, And taper fingers catching at all things, To bind them all about with tiny rings."
John Keats
"If one says Red, the name of color, and there are fifty people listening, it can be expected that there will be fifty reds in their minds. And one can be sure that all these reds will be very different."-... Josef Albers
Once again, the search for an appropriate quotation led me to discovering Josef Albers. He was a German-born American artist and educator whose work, both in Europe and in the United States, formed the basis of modern art education programs of the twentieth century. Thank you, Josef Albers!
Petal power is kind of like pedal power - all natural, and good for the environment!
It's been a busy week so it's taken me five days to get around to putting another photo up. At this rate, it'll take me about a thousand years to upload all the photos I'd like to. I might be a little bit old by then...but I can't see myself putting down the camera, even at that age.
As a young child, I remember spending many hours walking through plant nurseries with my parents. The smell of the wet soil and the sight of so many vibrant flowers was one of my favorite sensory experiences. Choosing just the right flowers for our garden was a glorious way to spend the day. No wonder I find myself drawn to studying flowers. It seems to be part of my DNA. :)
Studying a flower this closely reminds me that we could all benefit from carrying a magnifying glass in our pockets. Then when we were waiting for someone, instead of grabbing a cell phone and staring at the screen, one could pick up a flower. We spend days lost inside our minds....regretting things in the past or worrying about the future. How wonderful it would be to find oneself in the present moment!
"Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts. There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature -- the assurance that dawn comes after night, and spring after winter."....Rachel Carson