Saturday, February 23, 2013


In spring, a young girl's thought turn to romance. Several times a week I walk past the lusty fellow pictured above. And the more I think about it, the more I feel he should get together with the orchid in my bedroom.


  1. Thank you - I shall look at the orchid in my kitchen with new eyes!

    I think you are doing with your camera what Hopkins does with his words...found this early poem of his:

    The vex'd elm-heads are pale with the view
    Of a mastering heaven utterly blue;
    Swoll'n is the wind that in argent billows
    Rolls across the labouring willows;
    The chestnut fans are loosely flirting,
    And bared is the aspen's silky skirting;
    The sapphire pools are smit with white
    And silver-shot with gusty light;
    While the breeze by rank and measure
    Paves the clouds on the swept azure.

  2. Heather, I think you have poetry with your flower and plant pictures. It's writing with photos. Love it!


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