images of a place
to Euston we wentto enjoy the sunny dayand greet the forest Continue reading images of a place
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Naked Pika In A Field
They Called It The Antler River
Thames River – Deshkan Ziibi (“Antler River”) in Anishnaabemowin, the Ojibwe language spoken by Anishnaabe peoples. LOCATION: Harris Park, London, Ontario, Canada Continue reading They Called It The Antler River
Crackhead And Sh!tstain, A Big Bad Wolf, And A Merry Yadda Yadda
Actually, ignored my phone almost the entire time I was at my sisters for Christmas. From Christmas eve till Boxing Day when we left, barely touched it, no desire nor interest, didn’t care anything about what was transpiring down yonder, and it was wonderful. Writing so much the last couple years about that incompetent crybaby down yonder in the land of my birth I guess … Continue reading Crackhead And Sh!tstain, A Big Bad Wolf, And A Merry Yadda Yadda
At The Coves With Pika
A Long Walk To Euston
Just noticed recently, she has white whiskers on her chin. Catch her in the right light, at the right angle, like this morn at dawn. Maybe a little inheritance, somehow, from my bearded Irish lassie? Anywho, 3 or so little white whiskers poke out, right there in the little white spot of her chin. She spent barely 3 weeks with Irish, they have no shared … Continue reading A Long Walk To Euston
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catching memoriesas they pass byglimpsing whispersof goodbyeto heram i Continue reading i am
Tales From A Rented Garden: An Oasis Under Assault
I for one, for the most part, am an advocate for rain, selfishly for my garden and specifically for those old Victorian Ostrich Ferns I brought from The Homestead. It has rained so much this spring that many farmers have had to delay putting their crops in, and so they are behind, and from forecast models I’ve seen for the year I don’t believe it … Continue reading Tales From A Rented Garden: An Oasis Under Assault
Trash to treasures and Whimsy of a Woodlandia Rented Garden
Grandma’s younger sister, the second to youngest, Aunt Helen, was a world traveller, retired public school teacher, a collector of bric-a-brac which she arranged on the walls, in collages, nooks and crannies, in corners, on tables. When you first walked in to her parlour, her sitting room, the dining room, whether it was down at the family farm, or her place in town, her rooms … Continue reading Trash to treasures and Whimsy of a Woodlandia Rented Garden
Jardin De Refuse For A Rented Garden Becoming Wabi-Sabi
A garden like this is a rough sketch, a thing becoming, a thing of chaos and order, spirit and shadow in the changing light, as well as changing goals, and changing up a few dreams. Being rented, just because it happens to be out my door, I never know absolutely 100% if I will be here next spring, next season. I definitely want to be, … Continue reading Jardin De Refuse For A Rented Garden Becoming Wabi-Sabi
Some Tales From A Rented Garden, Of Time, Lessons, and That Lungwort Flowers
A garden has a lot to teach, of patience, compromise, of light and shadow and how to play with it, of creation, of beginnings and endings. You learn from a garden that indeed the eye does like to travel, as someone once said, in sweeps of singularity of colour or type, drawing you forward to the heart of it, or framing the prize view. Gardens … Continue reading Some Tales From A Rented Garden, Of Time, Lessons, and That Lungwort Flowers
Tales From A Rented Garden: How To Love A Begonia
Not to toot my own horn, but I seriously rarely toot my own horn, so TOOT TOOT. I have spent all my personal time of late, my days off, my afternoons, mornings watching dappled sunlight sparkle, and I am enchanted, stunned with its beauty, this ethereal sense of watching the wilding world go by. Enchanted by all that comes and goes, flits through, breezes by, … Continue reading Tales From A Rented Garden: How To Love A Begonia
My Japanese Inspired Woodland Garden
This year I am so enamoured with my garden, of how it has aged, filled in, the play of light on the foliage, the golden creeping jenny with the kelly green of the Plantaginea Hostas enmass, and the play of light through the Asparagus Fern in the plant stand I found. Tis definitely my little oasis. We all need that escape, that tranquility, of a … Continue reading My Japanese Inspired Woodland Garden
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