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Our first rose of the season opened this morning. This is the earliest we’ve seen a rose bloom in our garden. Normally they open around Mother’s Day. But the early warmth brought our roses out early. Freezing temperatures earlier this week left our roses untouched, we are happy to say. And this beauty opened despite the wind and chill these last few days.
In addition to this early rose, we also have Azaleas blooming. They’ve been slowly opening over the last two weeks. Mid to late April is their usual time, along with Dogwoods, Wisteria, Tulips and the late Daffodils.
Our garden has filled with beautiful flowers and unfolding ferns. Like friends returning after a long time away, we gladly greet each as it appears.
This post is dedicated to all those friends whose gardens remain asleep while winter lingers. I hope these photos bring you joy, and remind you of the beauty waiting to unfold for you, too, one day very soon…..
Woodland Gnome 2016
On New Year’s Eve I’m reminded that the new is always born out of all that has gone before.
The ghosts of our past both comfort and haunt us, traveling with us into the newness of each day, each new year.
Our roots run deep into the soil of our life experiences, and our parents’ and grandparents’ experiences. Our roots live in the knowings and acts and loves of all of those who came before, and all those who journey with us now.
We draw the energy and motivation to move forwards from the richness of our past .
As we reflect on our lives up to this moment, there are moments of sorrow as well as joy. Disappointments mixed in with our accomplishments.
There are those loved ones we’ve lost along the way, friends estranged, colleagues left behind.
And of course there are those friends and loved ones with us still, who have been our companions for much of our lives.
Each of these relationships, each of these experiences has enriched us in countless ways.
They are all our mentors.
So let us bless it all. Let us recollect all of those people who have been our companions along the way. Because our history also shows us our path forwards.
Whether our memories are bitter or joyful, or mixed; let us bless them, forgive them, appreciate them, and acknowledge what we have learned from each one.
Let us recollect the many experiences of our lives. Let us accept them, the painful as well as the positive ones, as part of our story. Each one has played its part in bringing us to this moment, at the cusp of a new year.
Our lives are infinitely enriched with the people and experiences of each passing year.
Let us move forwards in peace, accepting what has been, and forming a clear vision of the life we intend to live moving forwards.
It is our inner vision, our power of imagination to create the life we desire, which moves us forward.
On this New Year’s Eve, skip the resolutions and instead envision the life you intend to live from this moment on. Determine what you want to hear, and see, smell and feel in your daily life.
Our dreams and intentions are the seeds which create what we desire.
Planted in the rich soil of our life, nurtured with awareness and intent, our vision will grow into reality.
May you walk in beauty and happiness through all the days to come.
Woodland Gnome 2014
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This photo challenge brings back a familiar soundtrack from my childhood:
“Sign, sign, everywhere a sign
Blockin’ out the scenery, breakin’ my mind
Do this, don’t do that, can’t you read the sign?”
Perhaps that ’60s childhood, living for a while on the safer fringes of “hippie culture” near VCU in Richmond, left me with a prejudice against too many signs.
And so I look to the natural world for “signs.”
Yes, I, too, appreciate that large “restroom” sign on the wall of the grocery store. And I almost appreciate the fast food and gas directional signs at interstate exit ramps.
And yes, super-sized street signs and stop signs make driving much nicer.
But I always cringe at the huge political placards which sprout in late summer from lawns and roadsides.
The best display I’ve seen this season featured all of the signs hung upside-down.
And the huge, neon, animated billboards towering over some interstate highways are way over the top.
I prefer the visual peace and quiet of trees and waterways; lawns and medians filled with wild flowers.
I even prefer a high concrete sound barrier, softened with vines, to the assault of hundreds of competing signs.
Perhaps I’m simply looking for information which won’t turn up on signs printed by man.
Let the signs in nature alert me to changes in the weather, and the progress of the seasons.
Let the rustling wings and calls of birds tell me the sun is up for another day, and the color of the soil tell me whether to spend my morning watering the garden or chatting with a friend.
Let the color of the sky tell me whether to bring a jacket or umbrella, and the color of a fig’s skin give testament to its sweetness.
These are the signs which speak to me, and the signs I watch for in the ever-rushing stream of time.
Words and Photos by Woodland Gnome 2014
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The World Blog Tour continues.
Novelist, poet, and professional analyst, G. Michael Vasey writes this week on Inner Dreaming.
Please visit his site for a funny and realistic view into his way of writing.
Other stops along the Blog Tour:
Photos by Woodland Gnome 2014
I can remember a time when the weather was just the weather.
We didn’t check in with The Weather Channel several times each day.
We didn’t need to.
Summer thunderstorms weren’t agents of mass destruction.
Our winter storms weren’t named, and we rarely broke a temperature record, summer or winter.
The weather was just…. the weather.
We had something each day, but rarely did it make the news.
Oh, I remember going to watch the badly flooded James River rip through Richmond after Hurricane Camille caused severe flooding.
It was only a tropical storm as it crossed Virginia, but our family still went down to the Nickle Bridge to watch white water on the James.
But it was such a rare event…. we didn’t worry about our cities flooding multiple times each year.
Sinkholes didn’t swallow homes and roads, and we didn’t see fresh footage of terrible tornadoes each day for weeks at a time.
Our weather is so extreme these days.
This week Alaska endured wildfires while families living around the Great Lakes had their Memorial Day picnics next to icy beaches.
Children taking a dip in the lake were actually taking a “polar plunge” into water cold enough to still be filled with chunks of ice.
Landslides from too much rain have become commonplace in many states, while other areas are grappling with crippling droughts.
There is too much suffering and loss attributed to the weather these days.
All of us in coastal areas are now paying attention to news about how quickly sea levels are rising.
And we’re watching stories on our local news about neighbors caught in urban flooding, just driving from home to work.
As a gardener, (and a human being,) I just want a nice balance.
Let there be enough rain to support our gardens.
Let the summer be mild enough that we can stand to go outside to mow the grass and pull the weeds.
Let the winters be cold, but not too cold for too long.
And please, no destructive storms.
Yes, I’m nostalgic for the days before extreme weather became the norm.
We never talked about climate change, or geo-engineering, global warming or weaponized weather when I was young.
It felt like a far simpler world back then.
I love the rain soaked garden after a summer shower; when the plants are glowing and basking in the cool, moist air.
I love raindrops clinging to leaves and petals, the freshness of the breeze, and the feeling that all is right with the world for another day.
A simple pleasure, to walk in the garden, after the rain.
May you enjoy these simple pleasures, too.
Photos by Woodland Gnome, 2014
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