Although it is frigid out there this morning, it looks like Spring might actually be here! I know, it was a relatively mild winter, so I don’t have a lot to complain about, yet the arrival of spring is always welcomed.
When I was on Cape Cod at the end of the week, I saw many flowers in bloom. My favorites were the snowdrops. Here are some in front of my house. Continue reading
Magical allure
Marking the passing season
Spell warms the moment
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A beautiful grace
Fragile day made visible
Braving winter’s breath
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This was written for Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge. The key words today were “Charm” and “Time”. Following her suggestion, I didn’t use the words, I used only synonyms.
Since they are so small, I decided to do two ;)
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Spring seems to be here at last! But the photos are from last year.
The wind bites my face. I shuffle on, glancing up when the weather allows. A blanket of white is drowning the land. The calendar is playing tricks, mocking us with one blizzard after another while my Facebook shows me reminders of the flowers I saw on this day in the past. I know, I need a little self-control and wait it out. The lush plant life will return, recreating the landscape around me. A strong gust makes me duck my head again. I am not sure if I will preserver.
The world born again
Endurance over winter
Bloom to emerald
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This was written for Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge. The key words today were “Patience” and “Green”. Following her suggestion, I didn’t use the words, I used only synonyms.
We are having our third Nor’easter in two weeks. This one will be the biggest, with well over a foot for snow. The weather forecast shows some of the coldest weather of the year coming later this week and another snow storm next week. Every day for the last week there have been pictures coming up on Facebook reminding me that by this time every other year we’ve had flowers. I want winter to be over!
I spent a few days in Colorado earlier this month. As I went through all of the photos, I decided I needed to divide them in half. OK, the photos really weren’t since the second half has more, but the days were. (part 2)
On our first full day we went to Boulder. Our first stop was at NCAR, a really high profile weather station. Besides looking around the exhibits, which are aimed more at children, we walked a bit outside.
We then went into town and shopped for a while. We then stopped at Chautuaqua Park for a short walk before heading back to the Denver area. Continue reading
Weekly Smile #WeeklySmile
OK, I sound like a broken record ;) And for those below 40, I’m talking about how an ancient vinyl thing that used to hold music would skip and sometimes repeat the same thing over and over. End of history lesson ;)
Anyway, I am, of course, talking about the weather. After the coldest March ever and a large snow storm on April 1, The April Fool’s Snow Storm, spring has sprung! It was over 80 F/27 C the last two days! Buds are budding and flowers are flowering. I’ve seen daffodils and crocuses. On Sunday, before the “heat wave” I took a few quicj phone pictures (I always try to get spring’s first flowers): Continue reading
I remember, in my youth, coming across patches of three pedaled white flowers, the beautiful Trillium, and knowing it was Spring. The special allure is a treat only of memory and the past, for the flowers aren’t to be found in New Hampshire.
On the wooded hill behind my house are patches of little plants. Velvety dark tri-pedaled flowers have appeared at the top of their stems. They are still Trilliums, just a different sort. Pretty, but to be left alone, Stinking Benjamins are not to be sniffed lightly. Continue reading
This is based on a post from 10 November, 2014. If you read the old one note that I add quite a bit..
Several years ago I noticed the Black- Eyed Susans every time I turned around. All summer and through the fall they were everywhere. I went out of town for a week and on my return I didn’t see a single one. I wrote an orchestrated “Art Song” about the disappearing flowers. Continue reading
Flower in snow – Blizzard of October 30, 2011
Yesterday I posted my Art Song, Black-Eyed Susan. After I wrote and recorded the song I decided to do a song cycle based on wildflowers. The songs would go through the year and be about the flowers from the different seasons, 7 songs in all. They would also follow the cycle of human life from birth to death. Black-eyed Susan was, of course, the last song, the song of death and remembrance. I also made a song to be the “wrapper”, played at either end of the cycle with only one line different. I wrote all of the poems but didn’t write any music. At this point in time I doubt if I will. Here is the first/last song of the cycle: Continue reading
Frozen Black-eyed Susans in the snow after blizzard of Oct 30, 2011
Several years ago I noticed the Black- Eyed Susans every time I turned around. All summer and through the fall they were everywhere. I went out of town for a week and on my return I didn’t see a single one. I wrote an orchestrated “Art Song” about the disappearing flowers. Continue reading
My parents have a great backyard. I spent a huge amount of my youth hanging out in that large expanse of lawn and garden. Even as an adult I spend quite a bit of time out there when I visit.
For a big chunk of my first decade as an “independent adult” I lived in dorms or apartment buildings. Not much of a back yard and I missed it. Later I bought a small house, but it had an almost useless backyard. Even the house my wife and I bought when we were married didn’t have the most usable backyard at first.
Over the years we added a brick patio and worked on the gardens. Now I spend a lot of time out there. Continue reading
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