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Garden News, May 29, 2010 -Spokane, WA (with pxs, cousinsoren!!!) :)http://www.flickr.com/photos/48686044@N05/sets/72157624045620323/ Garden News, May 29, 2010 -Spokane, WA Record rain after late-season freezes, and yet Egyptian Iris blooms luminescent - ancient perfume on the breeze. Purple chive tops, valerian and columbine pink, Joe Pye magenta and crazy daisies everywhere, each curving maneuver captured in long stems seeking the ever-moving sun. The first spring-red strawberry was gobbled up two days ago, and summer fruit is set - round and green - gooseberries, raspberries, currant. Sandy soil welcomes water as sage tips nearly burst. Volcanic ash, arrived 30 years ago on the plumes of Mt. St. Helens, infuses the earth - a recent memory in geologic time - already sifted deep into soil eager to nourish. Flanders Fields poppies just might pop on Memorial Day - dripping blood red in living color - and the Bleeding Heart has been blooming for weeks, remembering the fallen of many seasons. The depths inform the surface; this little patch of ground is thriving. May this breath be remembered for the beauty it contains. Blessed Be. -Dancing Hawk Last edited by dancinghawk 05-30-2010 at 09:37:12 PM |
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RE: Garden News, May 29, 2010 -Spokane, WA (with pxs, cousinsoren!!!) :)![]() Garden News, May 29, 2010 -Spokane, WA Record rain after late-season freezes, and yet Egyptian Iris blooms luminescent - ancient perfume on the breeze. Purple chive tops, valerian and columbine pink, Joe Pye magenta and crazy daisies everywhere, each curving maneuver captured in long stems seeking the ever-moving sun. The first spring-red strawberry was gobbled up two days ago, and summer fruit is set - round and green - gooseberries, raspberries, currant. Sandy soil welcomes water as sage tips nearly burst. Volcanic ash, arrived 30 years ago on the plumes of Mt. St. Helens, infuses the earth - a recent memory in geologic time - already sifted deep into soil eager to nourish. Flanders Fields poppies just might pop on Memorial Day - dripping blood red in living color - and the Bleeding Heart has been blooming for weeks, remembering the fallen of many seasons. The depths inform the surface; this little patch of ground is thriving. May this breath be remembered for the beauty it contains. Blessed Be. -Dancing Hawk THANKS, Hawk I had to seek the pictures by following the url you provided, and I enjoyed them, being somewhat of a "floral" gardener myself. Lovely pictures. Is Spokane a village or town? If you had scrolled down your poem to provide space for the pictures, they would have appeared on your thread like this, then. I wouldn't need then to look for them......................LOL [/b][/b] Last edited by cousinsoren 05-31-2010 at 04:56:06 AM |
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T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.