Love and Flowers
People from a planet without flowers would think we must be mad with joy the whole time to have such things about us.
Iris Murdoch
White London Phalaenopsis Orchid
Creeping-Oxeye
A little fly enjoying the Creeping-oxeye
Dwarf Morning Glory
Buttercup along the boardwalk
Great Bougainvillea against white stucco
I picked
flowers - silky
white, bright yellow
deep pink, pale blue - a few
flowers within flowers - and all
for you.
I am so glad you are here. It helps me realize how beautiful my world is.
Ranier Maria Rilke
These flowers are my Valentine’s Day gift to you. I hope your week was full of love.
I am humbled and grateful that you spend a few minutes every week to read this little blog. Thank you.
Up Close
Every particle of the world is a mirror. In each atom blazes forth the light of a thousand suns. Open the heart of a raindrop and you will find a hundred oceans. In a grain of sand lies the seed of a thousand beings.
Mahmud Shabistari
The Pine
A storm
blew through, leaving
its tiny tears twinkling
like jewels along the narrow
needles.
In a drop of rain, the entire tree reflects
Delicate beads of rain glisten on a tiny white flower
When trying to grasp the idea of infinity, consider the many tiny veins reaching across one small blossom in a single hydrangea cluster among a mass of hydrangea clusters on large hydrangea bush in a garden with many hydrangea bushes, in a neighborhood with many gardens, in a town with many neighborhoods…and you start to get the idea …
How does the velvety blossom feel beneath the feet of a flying ant?
Nature’s symmetry
The tip of a purple loosestrife blossom
Every little thing wants to be loved.
Sue Monk Kidd
When I feel anxious, I walk around with a macro lens exploring the world of insects, flowers, pine needles and raindrops. Intentional noticing of so-called little things feels like reverence and respect for something greater. It’s hard not to love a world that is so rich with color and life, and pretty soon I get caught up in it, forgetting my worries, even if it’s only temporary.
Thank you for allowing me to share these pictures and thoughts with you. I really appreciate you being here.