In the middle of one of my treks around the River Arts District and vicinity, I stopped at a juice bar and had a drink composed mostly of green leafy items. It was delicious and refreshing, and reminded me how much I enjoy using my own juicer—when I can actually be bothered to acquire the…
Tag Archive: green
Seeds of Spring
I tweeted an Instagram version of this image not long after I took it (which is all you need to know to deduce that I used my iPhone for this one). And while I like the soft, muted quality of the Instagram version, I don’t think it captures the concentrated, almost muscular force of Spring…
Gratitude
[I had a slightly irreverent post about the Key West cemetery queued up for today, but I think I'll postpone that 'til tomorrow.] I am thankful that I learned how to see the beauty of the world through my own eyes. I am thankful that there is so much beauty to see. I am thankful…
Malachite
It’s hard to capture the glorious green of these butterflies. For one thing, they hardly ever hold still. I also suspect the CCD of my camera can’t properly cope with the requisite wavelengths of light. Unless you’re especially squeamish when it comes to insects, I like to think that these images benefit from being seen…
Formal Garden
This is a slice of the Upper Garden at Mt. Vernon. Joanna and I cut a wide swath through the scenic DC environs, beginning at Great Falls (Maryland side), and then spending most of the afternoon at President Washington’s place in Virginia. Sore feet are a small price to pay for the delightful company.
After the Storm
It’s been a slew of distractions around here, lately, and awhile since I replenished the photo bin. I’ll aim to remedy that this week.
Kinds of Green
On a day when the heat index soars into the triple digits, let us pause and give thanks for the green in our lives.
Melancholy Lily
I don’t know, in fact, whether this flower is a lily or not. I just love the way the phrase “Melancholy Lily” ululates its way down my tongue. And for me, this picture evokes a nameless nostalgia, even sadness. In a mostly-unseen part of the garden behind a tall wall, this plant labors to produce…
Succulent
Much as I admire the desert landscape, I adore the season of plump green lushness afforded by a temperate climate. Too much humidity is a misery (and DC definitely gets there in the summer), but water in the air also carries fragrance and soothes the skin. Like cream in your coffee, it makes the sensory…
Happy Father’s Day
My best wishes and thanks to all the loving fathers who nurture their children and guide them to find their own lives of meaning and fulfillment. I had an interesting thought about my own father yesterday. I realized that, now that he is dead, I get to unilaterally choose what kind of relationship I have…