Yellow-Orange

February 26, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

These big, beautiful blooms welcomed us to the State Park in Bentsen. How delightful after days of fog and rain. (Cee’s Flower of the Day.)

Her Colours

February 21, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Red and white – coloursof a sister’s soul – I mournvibrancy’s passing. (Cee’s Flower of the Day.)

Purple Wisp

February 20, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Insignificancedoes not apply to nature’screations – each speckintegral to overallviability. (For Cee’s Flower of the Day)

Compatibility

February 19, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Delicate pink blushsubmits to passionate red –floral agreement. (For Cee’s Flower of the Day.)

Tree Fruit

February 18, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Luscious orange tree –symbol of tropical clime,sign that I’ve escaped. (For Cee’s Flower of the Day. Not a flower, but a beautiful sight all the same.)

Dynamic

February 7, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Fuchsia captivates,delicate veins erupting –explosive orchids. (For Cee’s Flower of the Day)

Flower in Waiting

February 6, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Asserting fragrance,waiting on winged visit –flower hosts stray ant. (For Cee’s Flower of the Day)

Red and Green

February 5, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

A crimson latticeframes the verdant luxuryof velvety moss. (For Cee’s flower of the day.)

Prickly Pear

February 4, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Not flower-like, but noteworthy. (For Cee’s Flower of the Day.)

Orchid Ball

January 30, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Isn’t nature spectacular? I love the colour of this plant and how the petals all curve into one another like a ball of fire. (For Cee’s Flower of the Day.)

Over It!

One day it’s so mild that I don’t bother with a coat, the next we wake up to snow on the ground. The plants pushing up through the soil seem a little more patient than me – as if they are humouring nature’s fickleness. I’m ready for clear change. A pair of finches just flew […]

Present Distance

I’ve lived the fog of distance –life’s highway a series of hillsdestination without promise Have learned that acceptance gains perspective,that climates change, and hope sustains,and that in the stillness dreams renew. Now I travel quieter paths, appreciatespace, have surrendered to a slower pace –certain that this too will change. (image my own)