Showing posts with label oneword. Show all posts
Showing posts with label oneword. Show all posts

#57 Seedlings


TOMATO


BROCCOLI

It's rainy and cold here but watching these seedlings grow lifts my spirits!
And yesterday we received an order from Johnny's Selected Seeds: red romaine, bolero carrot, hansel eggplant, american slicing cucumber, smooth leaf spinach, echinacea, basil, chives, anise hyssop, sunflower, red bulb onion, watermelon, parsley, canteloupe, wild marjoram, bright lights swiss chard, long island cheese winter squash, zucchini squash, sweet peas, buttercup squash, butternut winter squash...
A bit much for the amateur gardener but I'm so excited for warmth and spring, for digging and growth that I could barely reel myself in!

#56 Glide

GLIDE

This photo, taken on my spring trip to New Orleans, reminds me of a scene from Refuge: An Unnatural History of Family and Place. In Refuge, Terry Tempest Williams writes about the ways in which her life and understanding are changed by the cancer slowly killing the women in her family and the flooding of the Bear River Migratory Bird Refuge, a Refuge she cares for, learns from and loves. Her experience of both beg the question: 'How can we find refuge in change?'

After heading to the Bird Refuge on an especially difficult afternoon Tempest writes:
"I love to watch gulls soar over the Great Basin. It is another trick of the lack to lure gulls inland. On days such as this, when my soul has been wrenched, the simplicity of flight and form above the lake untangles my grief. 'Glide' the gulls write in the sky--and, for a few brief moments, I do."
(quoted from Refuge: An Unnatural History of Family and Place, 75)

#44

I'm simply thrilled with the newly discovered (by me that is) world of textures! Many thanks to Mary for sending me a "how-to" link. I've also been finding many free offerings on Flickr (for example, here and here and here).

The following is for my oneword February, "Breath":

"Reflections, a pause"

#41

pauses in my day for knitting
and breathing deep,
hand moving mind still
even as I sit
these moments
pressed with urgency
(The yarn comes from Marion's Etsy shop)

#40

And today I am grateful for:
"these precious details"

#39

"Exhale"

#30

so beautifully (extra)ordinary, this breath, our spirit, the heart of being:
"...not in the I but between I and You. It is not like the blood that circulates in you but like the air in which you breathe..."
Martin Buber, I and Thou page 89