Miraculous Beauty

The garden is the poor man’s apothecary. ~German proverb

Patch of wildflowers

I

really

expected

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.

A miracle

of nature

appears

here.

Note: This poetic form is a Double Etheree.

Roses

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

 

Happy Mother’s Day

A mom’s hug lasts long after she lets go. ~Author unknown

Azalea in bloom

Mom

just got

released from

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.

Squirrel, napping

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

Give

Me a

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.

Buried in White

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!)

Please enjoy:

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Wordless Wednesday — Ice

One kind word can warm three winter months. ~Japanese proverb

Ice coating on the branches of this bush

Holly bush covered in berries and ice

Icicles growing on this variegated plant

Different view of Holly covered in ice

For those interested in the fate of my baby tree (https://domermom.com/2020/12/17/tree-as-teacher/), you can see it’s still growing. How do you like its red scarf?

This Christmas

Our hearts grow tender with childhood memories and love of kindred, and we are better throughout the year for having, in spirit, become a child again at Christmastime. ~Laura Ingalls Wilder, American writer

To be a child at Christmastime!
To once again behold this world
With awe. And joy. And hope. And love.

Or to be an adult at Christmastime!
Shopping for gifts and wrapping them, too.
Cooking the meal, cleaning up, and sneaking a nap.

Or to be a bush at Christmastime!
Covered in white, listening to the universe.
Perhaps shivering a bit under the snow.

Note: Whatever your role this holiday season, I wish you and yours a most blessed Christmas, with a happy and healthy 2021 to come! I’m taking a wee blogging break — back soon.