tulip cosmos

when the occasion calls for sending flowers to me, i tell my husband -- "tulips."
they look especially good when still mere buds.
and there is something desperate yet strong,
perhaps the word is "heroic," 
as they open and open and open, giving it all up in the end...

pod heads

this is actually a provisional posting. though the image is adequate, i would rather have given you a scan of my favorite branch, but it is too awkward to fit on my scanner bed.

there is something about this i do like -- perhaps the kissing; more likely, it is reminiscent of elephants and, at the present, i am longing to be among elephants for some reason...

pomegranate rind

while browsing through some Etsy listings this morning, i was reminded of something very important :

(from Einstein)

not everything that can be counted counts,
and not everything that counts can be counted.

i wish to thank Mary Burrows for this. if you're interested, take a look see

birds' nest

this is precious to me -- those are my dogs' white hairs mixed in with the other elements.

should i talk about my dogs? or the sweet gift of finding nests in my yard now and then? or, maybe, how i am drawn towards certain animals and feel blessed by their presence in my days?

actually, i'll take this opportunity to suggest that you check out bower birds -- for inspiration, for putting a smile on your face, for getting a glimpse of primeval magic.

I have been drawn to beauty
driven to it hard, hard


screaming.