Imagine befriending genius – accepting social awkwardness embracing habitual quirks as incubation for enlightenment. If I could strip down, release preconceived notions, agendas, lie naked, exposed, in shallow waters, intimately entwined, unencumbered by sexuality or gender protocols, I would shake this sensual impotency – become one with creativity. As my father, wounded, I am inhibited […]
No sound, no movement the bullfrog obliges lens – I am conqueror, superior – then espy miniscule me in his eye. (A tanka for Ronovan Writes Weekly Haiku Challenge: sound/ motion. Image from personal collection. I am pondering the unanswerable this week, and I think this poem fits – conjures questions about where we all […]
Do fiddle together, they say, as if man lust were in want when his smooth, cool music fingers my girly drives are I ugly – not gorgeous? Some waxy, like rust, saying one of thousand not sad, but like rain are sky-suited. (Fridays are Magnetic Poetry day. Play online. Image from personal collection.)
I loved these flowers as a kid – playing with the “mouths” of course. How nice that you have them in your garden!
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Actually a neighbour’s garden. We just moved in this summer – haven’t had time to plant yet. I sneak around and capture snapshots from everyone else, lol.
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haha! that’s great 🙂
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Beautiful colour! 🙂 Mine are just coming out now (Spring here) but they are much shorter than yours.
Have you seen any with little ‘antlers’ poking out of the mouth? 🙂
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I don’t think so. We are at the end of our seasons – surprised these are still hanging on.
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These are special to me because they are the first flowers I had success planting in some front planters – our first home was owned formerly by s master Gardener, Ruth, and I wish she had left garden details about what was where – but it was a surprise to see and well – her love for roses was not shared by me and half the bushes died before I figured out what to do – (annoying because I was also a new mom etc) and so the pots on the porch were the truly fun part – and snapdragons were the special flower that was easy and made me feel
Some success (and my toddler loved the name)
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Funny how flowers can mean so much to us. My father always grew them. He was a master gardener too and typically we were not allowed near his gardens, but I always loved snapdragons. Bet you discovered a whole array of things.
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I sure did discover (2007) and then for about eight years I had garden fun but now only keep some container veggies and herbs – and basic floral perennials and annuals
I will maybe tinker more in gardening way later – or not – but my interests are totally elsewhere – what about you ? Did you have a gardening season or tinker even now ?
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I suffered severe allergies since childhood – flowers being amongst the culprits. So, I’ve never been much of a gardener. Love them though. I joined this challenge to I can start to learn about them.
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Oh sorry about the allergies – and the challenge does sound like a nice way to get to know flowers more – 🌸🌸🌸💜
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Lovely photo. I love snappy’s. Ours come back every year. They’re not supposed to in this area. Mine must have magic in them 😊
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They must! I am pretty sure they are where the fairies hang out.
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