Sunday, March 1, 2015

"BOIL UP" SOME EGGS AND SOAK IN THE WARMTH OF POETRY



It's not Easter yet. We are only partially through Lent. But, outside, this March 1st, freezing rain over snow already ice encrusted with ice of week ago threatens broken tree limbs and power outages. 


When the second storm came through, flakes like feathers piled softly on some of the plants, furniture and sculpture I have in the places I've carved out as Gardens in my Woodland. 


Last summer's stems of Hydrangea "Annabelle" looking like frosted cupcakes. ( I have a fierce sweet tooth) Hinoki Cypress in the background just above the Wall Garden. 


Edgeworthia chrysantha buds still hanging on in the Wall Garden. 


A splash of Cephalotaxus harringtonia 'Drupacea' greets visitors to the Entrance Garden.


Ladders of Mahonia 'Charity' leaves are only a part of a trio of Mahonia 'Charity' seen in the distance hovering over a park bench in  one of many transition nodes on the paths.  Image Below


More sweets below. A Joel Haas butterfly sculpture has become a sugar cookie beside an entrance path. 



Cookies of metal furniture in the Lagerstroemia Glen. 


Cam McCamy's sentinel EYE sculpture guarding my tiny tool shed. And below, the wheel barrow made beautiful.



Cinnamon bark of Lagerstroemia faurei 
looking like giant Cinnamon sticks for warm apple cider.


Dogwood, ivy and a little girl pulling her cape around her against the cold in the Entrance Garden.  Should I invite her inside for an egg?


Mermaid flicking her tail at the snow in the Wall Garden. 
(I have sadly lost the name of the artist.)


An old stained glass panel from a conservatory roof vies for attention by the Victorian swing in the Cedar Spires Garden. 


An iron bed frame (made into a gate) as entrance into the Winter Interest Garden.  This could be made out of chocolate!!!!


I don't have live chickens but I love eggs!
So, just in case and still warm inside with the power on, I "boiled up" some eggs to have on hand for breakfast in the company of Mary Oliver's tender poems in "Volume Two" of "New And Selected Poems". 

She would warm any day or any heart or any soul or any power line.

1 comment:

  1. I so enjoy the poetry of your gardens, your pictures, your meals, your recipes, your words, your vision and most importantly your friendship!

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