Because … well … I love green!
Zantedeschia aethiopica Leaves, 5.4.20
Tag: leaves
Phormium
Not every image has to be a flower, right?
Stripes, 4.9.20
A Wednesday Afternoon Camellia
I realize that, for some, this might be a Wednesday night camellia instead, but here in my corner of earth it’s afternoon so there you go. I absolutely love these kinds of camellias and this plant was amazing. (Perhaps you can see that there are actually three camellias in this image?!)
Pink Camellia and Leaves, 3.5.20
Amazing Color
I don’t know if readers remember, but a few weeks back I posted an image of a tree with great leaf color. Since then I’ve walked past that tree again. And the change between April 19 (first two photos) and 27 is pretty amazing. Just today someone in a plant ID group asked for the ID of this tree, so now I know it is the Fagus sylvatica, also called the European beech or tri-color beech. I call it astounding beech.
& Now … In Monochrome
I prefer this. A cousin had written and said she’d prefer the monochrome. I agree with her.
Spring Onions and Calla Lily Leaves in Monochrome, 5.16.20
Another Take
Here is another image from my little Spring Onion shoot, this time in color although I might opt to move this to monochrome as well. I think these are well suited to monochrome. Thoughts?
Spring Onions and Calla Lily, 5.16.20
Goodnight Flower
Dogwood (I), 4.19.20
Unidentified Tree
I ran across a tree yesterday that, from a distance, looked as if it had pink blossoms on it. Getting closer, I realized I was seeing the leaves. I don’t know what kind of tree it was. Perhaps a reader can ID it for me?
Pretty, though, don’t you think?
Unidentified Tree, I, II, & III, 4.10.20
Goodnight Flower
Redbud Leaves and Blossoms, 4.7.20
I meant to post this poem with the image last night, but neglected to do so. I’m not a great poet, but it helps me process things sometimes.
Distancing Sorrow
Sorrow comes sneaking in the door again
attempting to wrap its arms around me.
I resist, I turn away, run quickly.
But sorrow is persistent, not caring
that I will continue to say “No thanks,
Not yet. Not now. Perhaps another day.”
Sorrow is relentless, it has no cares
and knows no boundaries, it refuses
to stay six feet away, it breathes on me,
hugs me hard and shares its viral spittle,
grabs me by my hurting heart, knocks me down,
and blankets me with an ache that won’t stop.
Sorrow demands attention. I refuse.
Take your blanket, sorrow, and let me be.
I am not your servant. I am not yours
at all. I will fight you to the death and
that death will be yours, even if I should,
unwillingly, join in that final ride.
Good Morning, World
Wishing everyone a safe day, but not one of isolation, even as we continue to hunker down in our homes. Today I am thankful for the ability to communicate in the ways we couldn’t imagine some years back. It is lovely to see my family’s faces as we chat. It’s wonderful to see my students and get to hear them play. And if any friends out there need a little meet up just say the word.
And now please enjoy this image of some interesting leaves. I’ve no idea what this plant is, but the contrast between the dark, larger leaves, and the bright yellow ones caught my eye.
Leaves, 3.9.20
