Sunday, September 27, 2009
Hydrangea paniculata
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Awakening to Queen Anne's Lace
"Your vision will become clear only when you look into your heart. Who looks outside, dreams. Who looks inside, awakens."
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Sunday, September 20, 2009
The Language of Flowers
I recently stayed in a room called Patience, named after the daughter of a sea captain and former owner of the Cape Cod antique home that is now an inn. I chose the room for the hydrangea wallpaper, which struck me as very soothing, and it was.
In addition to a much needed change of scenery, the serenity of that room offered some solace after weeks of grieving, and I slept more soundly than I had in some time. In the language of flowers, hydrangeas mean "thank you for understanding." Hydrangeas also stand for perseverance.
As nights become cooler hydrangea colors intensify. Cultivars in shades of pale blue-lavender, mauve-pink and linen are much sought after for drying and sold as "Antique" hydrangeas. They last a very long time. The ones pictured above are a year old.
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
September Ferns
Saturday, September 12, 2009
Otter Man
I have been thinking of him a great deal this week and shedding more tears than usual. The eight-year anniversary of 9/11 put me in a somber mood as well. Rock became ill around this time last year. His scent has all but faded from his collar and last night I dreamed that he was there to greet me when I came home from work.
I try my best to remember him before he got sick, as my steadfast companion in the garden, “helping” me stack wood for the woodstove and watching wild turkeys forage among the fallen leaves. But all of these recollections lead to the same place of sadness.
I miss my Otter Man so.
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Rubus occidentalis
"We can hold back neither the coming of the flowers
nor the downward rush of the stream;
sooner or later, everything comes to its fruition."
~ Loy Ching-Yuen