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Bound to ourselves for life
we must learn how to
put up with each other.
~W.H. Auden
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How are you doing?
Saw my first humming bird of this season today--tiny
body with breast plate of jeweltone greens hoovering in my window during breakfast. She came back two more times. It has never happened that I didn't receive one daily over the summer. They are usually plentiful. Proof I was a lax, lazy gardener this summer. Perhaps I should show off the weeds I grew. :)
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Someone is teaching us to speak Czech, very soon :-)
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Reverse Grafitti Project via This
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William Lamson : his Intervention 7 and also see his Actions 2 which for me is like a parody of gun slingers.
Strangely, a glass jar fell off the pantry shelf while we were watching this--it sounded like a shot.
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Peace to you all (practice smile yoga) & link to Tumbleword 2
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ice: linear breathings
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20 comments:
I think weeds are not all bad.. 'round here people think that Pink mallow is a weed but I consider it a "free" flower.. it grows everywhere with no coaxing... that's the kind of flower we all need!
...and the hummingbirds love them..
They also love my untended radishes that have gone to seed.. there is something to be said for a little lax gardening!! at least they are organic...
Love the ice photo!!
Gwen__ when the hummingbird comes tomorrow, i will whisper for her to go to your radishes. She will love it there. :)
I've only seen a hummingbird twice in my life - the first time is a vague thought - they are beautiful little birds. What I really like about your photography is how you zoom in on certain objects that you wouldn't consider abstract in order to make them abstract. Your style is very unique.
your words and images are like a soft cool breeze...
Ohh, I would love to see the hummingbird! Thank you for mentioning my lesson :-)
That top photo is mesmerizing. And I would love, love to see a little hummingbird in my garden. Must attempt to make that happen...
It's funny, I was sitting outside on my picnic table the other day and I saw a hummingbird go and shoot for the garage. Now I never noticed the little hole in the cement part of the garage, but the hummingbird when straight inside it! I've seen it happen a few times since. Who knew? Apparently our garage is a host to some of the hummingbird community. (I wonder what else it's a host to? Eek!)
Nice photos today? Marble in a glas perhaps!
:) Hi. You are fortunate. A hummingbird every day. I never saw one (live). They don't live here (outside the zoos). I think the weather's too cold. It's not the absence of weed that keeps them away :))). Hummmmmmmm
Take care
this post is delightful. enjoy your dear hummingbird. i never saw them so frequently until our current garden in california. even if i see them regularly they don't seem to lose their magic! and your description of the fallen jar was exquisite! have a good day...
I'm so glad to see you haven't lost your marbles:) gorgeous photo.
had a look at reverse graffiti, brilliant, he'd have a wonderful time in my house:)
I love visiting your page, it's like sitting back with a good book!
simply love it!!
marbles, magic 8 balls, and the lottery!
auden is wonderful! as are you :)
oh a humming bird.
wish to see one one day.
brilliant shot!
Hello sweetest Mansuetude,
A humming bird, I have never seen some in real, but I have dream about it.
It is nice to be back here and see what you are doing and thinking about again, and you know, you always learn me new english words...:)
mansuetude (I like your name so much I feel the urge to repeat it often :-), this picture is so special. the colours are so vivid and contrast to the vagueness of the contours. and thank you for the auden quote. it says everything.
Oh heavens...I am in love with all those little 3s in the photo...
M, I remember reading about Hampton, what, 25 or 30 years ago. I found it. It was an article by Robert Hughes appearing in Time Magazine, March 1, 1982. There is folk art like this everywhere. One of the best places to find these gems and people who make them is at county and state fairs.
Chuck
Chuck~
my article was writtn by Steven Jay Gould--Time's Arrow, it was called. I own it someplace and would love to re-read it now.
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