nature, outdoors, poetry Rhoda Lewis nature, outdoors, poetry Rhoda Lewis

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.

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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.

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