The spiders with their pot-bellied bodies and beady eyes, are not beauteous objects, but a spider-web in the sunshine with dew upon it, is one of the loveliest things in the world. ~Dorothy Scarborough, American writer
Sparkling drops of water
Play upon her handiwork.
Inconceivable, isn’t it, that
Dew can magnify beauty
Even for such a short while?
Rare is the person on earth
Who can appreciate the weaver
Every bit as much as the creation
By which she’s famously known.
Note: This is an Acrostic poem. You got the message, right?
How magnificent the flower becomes as its youth passes! Even the flowers have their setting sun. ~Auguste Rodin, French sculptor
Autumn is in the air … finally.
The sun’s rays aren’t quite as penetrating, daylight hours are shrinking, the night sky is alive with different constellations from those we saw in May and June.
Sadly, what was dangled before our eager eyes — a return to normalcy after the pandemic of 2020 — has just as quickly slipped away, thanks to new strains of the virus. Awful news from abroad, unrest here at home, and global weather emergencies only serve to dampen our spirits, threatening to strip us of hope.
But beauty never fails to cheer. So, before the season passes, I’m going to share with you some of the pretty plants in my yard. May they make you smile the way they do me!
We shall draw from the heart of suffering itself the means of inspiration and survival. ~Winston Churchill, British statesman and former Prime Minister of the United Kingdom
We all complain sometimes about our circumstances.
Things don’t go according to plan. People don’t act the way we think they should. We build up our hopes for something, yet it doesn’t come through.
I wonder if plants ever feel that way.
The garden is the poor man’s apothecary. ~German proverb
Patch of wildflowers
nothing to grow
from this free packet
of seeds someone sent me.
I’d planted free seeds before
and not a single thing came up —
not one weed, no grasses, no flowers.
Blessed is she who expects nothing, right?
Imagine my surprise when I saw these
new beauties popping through the black soil!
First the leaves, followed by flowers —
one pink, one white, one orange —
and there are more to come,
judging by the buds.
Note: This poetic form is a Double Etheree.
Now you’re talking — this is way better than all those scary booms!!
Give me odorous at sunrise a garden of beautiful flowers, where I can walk undisturbed… ~Walt Whitman, American poet and father of free verse
Caring for roses
Is not for the faint of heart
True beauty, the result
A mom’s hug lasts long after she lets go. ~Author unknown
Azalea in bloom
the rehab place
in time for her to
celebrate Mother’s Day.
All moms are a blessing and
shouldn’t have to be apart from
loved ones on this special occasion.
Happy Mother’s Day from my house to yours!
Note: Poetic form is Etheree.
Spring is sooner recognized by plants than by men. ~Chinese proverb
Once again, I apologize for being AWOL from my blog, but things have become so hectic that I find myself coming and going in circles!
A nap on a warm day, in the shade, with a breeze, is one of the great pleasures of being. ~Terri Guillemets, American quotation anthologist
Nice nap on
A winter’s day
Nestled in the crook
Of a big maple tree
With the warm sun on my back
And a gentle breeze in my face
And no barking dogs to annoy me
A squirrel’s life is the best life for me!
Note: This form of poetry is called Etheree.
Winter must be cold for those with no warm memories. ~An Affair to Remember, 1957, screenplay by Delmer Daves, Leo McCarey, and Donald Ogden Stewart
The weather experts said we got 11.5 inches of snow over Presidents’ Day weekend.
And, with temperatures not expected to reach 32 degrees until at least Sunday, it’s going to stick around a while.
So I decided to share some of it with you here (sorry I can’t scoop up a few inches and ship it to those of you who want some for reals!)