Tag Archive: flowers

Volunteer

In the 70s today, immaculate sky. The kitty and I meander around the yard enjoying the sunshine and the warm breezes. Really, there’s nothing wrong with it at all, and even the the bleeding thumbprick I received from yanking brambles without gloves on doesn’t rankle. Many sections of the yard are carpeted with fuzzy spires…

Giving Up

It’s Ash Wednesday, and so I was moved to decide what I would give up for Lent. A Buzzfeed quiz I saw on Facebook came back with the counterintuitive result that I didn’t need to give anything up, but rather I should add something constructive. Wisdom from Buzzfeed? Oy. Nevertheless: I have decided to give…

Heart of the Calla

Something of a tradition, flowers on Valentine’s Day. Bob gave me these calla lillies for our anniversary. A Year Ago: Valentine’s Day

Gift

When I moved to Asheville, I wondered whether my friends of nearly two decades in DC and from elsewhere would be willing to make the trek here to see me. It’s not exactly a hub of the travel universe, Asheville, and finding your way here requires either a long drive or an annoying number of…

Welcome to 2014

New Year! New possibilities! Optimism rules! I had a great walk in the woods and a great home-cooked meal today with my new Asheville friend Sonali. I also have a splendid boyfriend, a warm and pleasant home, encouraging work prospects, and a playful kitteny-boy who doesn’t always bite me. Life is good. Let’s make it…

The Last Dandelion

My meadow will fall to the scythe (okay, the bush-hog) on Friday. Thanks to the glorious Asheville autumn, I’ve been able to wander around and enjoy the multifarious grasses and the last gasps of efflorescence before the cutting begins. A Year Ago: Postcard From Here The enforced interiority of bad weather is settling upon us……

Path’s End

It’s mid-August (my lots-of-fives birthday is this weekend) and yet summer seems just about over. Temperatures are in the 60s today and people with kids are talking about school again. I’m feeling a bit somber. A Year Ago: Biltmore Stallion Here, have a horse… [read more]

Gently

Sometimes the image right out of the camera is just fine, but it doesn’t say what you want it to say—at least today. This image is one such case. Much as I admired the vibrant colors and sparkling water-droplets, I felt the need for something a little less brash. Something softer and more forgiving. Something…

Nothing Is Perfect

Some people might argue that nothingness is indeed the only possible perfection. But this is hardly the colloquial sense of the phrase. No, I’m just reiterating what we all know but sometimes fail to take to heart. Nothing is perfect. Imperfection is at the core of reality. Life stems from imperfection, from a copying error…

Fairy-Go-Round

The day fades, the moon rises, and the glamour of the night begins. A disc of earth separates from the ground and begins to spin. The lovely pale children, luminous sprites, grab hold of the flowery uprights and their laughter is a whisper of chimes. Fallen petals tickle their dancing, translucent feet. Beware, mortal! A…