At The Table In My Sunroom: More Beauty

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

More Beauty

These are some of the wonders in my yard,

That gave rise yesterday to my teary sense that the beauty

that surrounds me is so strong that feel I could burst. Not that it's all about flowers - not at all. It's about the vibrancy of life, its fragility, its impermanence. But, this place....

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DelwynJune 9, 2009 at 10:58 PM
Hi Jennifer
the second flower is amazing in its structure...

you sound so full of love...

Happy Days
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Mari MansourianJune 10, 2009 at 12:16 AM
great shots, love the second one, what flower is that, I don't think I've ever seen it before.
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MeriJune 10, 2009 at 3:06 PM
Aren't the columbines/aquilegias magnificent? It always seems as if they are opening their very souls through their pretty little faces. Iris are so much more guarded and roses only open themselves little by little.
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angela recadaJune 11, 2009 at 2:42 PM
I can almost smell the sweet perfume of these blossoms. They are absolutely glorious!
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Rosaria WilliamsJune 11, 2009 at 4:09 PM
This is a great way to be creative.
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sallymandyJune 16, 2009 at 2:35 AM
Hi Jennifer: Thank you so much for the columbine photograph. Those flowers inspire me every time I see them; they've been a favorite since childhood. In fact, tonight I found one on the university campus near my house, and it was so beautiful I PICKED IT--a public flower, and I stole one--something I haven't done since I was very young. I think I really needed that beautiful flower.
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AnonymousJune 17, 2009 at 10:53 AM
I love the deep blue of the iris and the columbine has always been a favorite of mine. Thanks for sharing.
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LianneJune 17, 2009 at 3:58 PM
These flowers are beautiful. What an incredible yard you must have.
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Thanks for visiting. I love having you at my table with me.

A time has come in my life to reach into another place, to reach into a cobwebbed and stiff part of my brain - the creative part. And then, maybe to take what I find to hold it out to share. You see, I have never been creative (and am still not, you might say); I have experienced the world analytically. I now see there is so much more to the world than that.

This started with an idea to write a photo-journal to myself. In that journal, I would write and take photos of details to CONTEMPLATE the numerous sparkles of life I have around me, and CAPTURE them to last. So here I am, come join me....

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

"The Road Less Travelled" by Robert Frost

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

More Beauty

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