Sunday, July 31, 2016

Violet Moon

“Like some winter animal the moon licks the salt of your hand,
Yet still your hair foams violet as a lilac tree

From which a small wood-owl calls.”
   {Johannes Bobrowski}

Thursday, July 21, 2016

What Do You Hope to Achieve?

I couldn't imagine after the stunning ephemerals of June, including the pink lady's slipper, what would start to catch my eye in July, but here they are.

Welcome to the wild world of mushrooms.

It is the first time since I was a child that I have walked the July woods with regularity. I don't recall seeing many mushrooms as a child, probably because my father instilled in all of us the healthy fear to never eat a wild mushroom, and instead implored us to 'leave them be.' We dutifully listened because he was very clear that one wrong mushroom and you would die a painful death. That just sounded awful. I know my limits, and I embrace them.  





Friday, July 15, 2016

Magical Summer

May you touch dragonflies and talk to the moon.

Sunday, July 3, 2016

Daisies and Tigers and Susans

Bellis perennis, or Daisy

Rudbeckia hirta, or Brown-eyed Susan

Lilium canadense, or Canada Tiger Lily

To see a world in a grain of sand and heaven in a wild flower, hold infinity in the palms of your hand and eternity in an hour.
{William Blake}