I just love the post-blossom stage of clematis flowers. To me they look a lot like tousle-headed children.
This post is linked to Poetry Friday, hosted today by Catherine at Reading to the Core.
lavender, lettuce, Swiss chard
love close company.
Friendships grow across the fence–
thriving in community.
© 2016 by Violet Nesdoly (All rights reserved)
I haven’t had a garden of pretties and edibles for some years now. We’re not allowed to grow food plants in the garden beds of our townhouse. But if I ever had a food garden again, I’d like it to be a plot in a community garden. There’s something about gardening in community that seems so right!
This post is connected to Poetry Friday, hosted this week by Penny Klosterman at her blog, Blog-a-penny and her jots.
Poetry took a back seat this busy summer of being a mom and grandma first, writer second. But I did take lots of photos and tried to write a little something every day inspired by a photo.
Northeast B.C., where we spent the last three weeks with family, has many magpies. One morning one of them was flitting about in a yard we passed on our walk. It is the subject of my poem for August 10th.
Did you know…
– Australian magpies swoop and buzz walkers, joggers and cyclists during nesting season.
– Magpies are known (along with other corvids) for their intelligence. The Eurasian magpie even recognizes itself in a mirror.
– In some countries (like China) people believe magpies (Pica pica) bring good luck. They also appear as characters in folklore, stories, and rhymes from around the world
– Some people love magpies but others don’t!
This poem is linked to Poetry Friday, hosted today by Dori Reads.
As we made plans for the summer, I knew our back-and-forths would make it hard for me to do much writing. So I decided to keep it simple and combine poetry-writing with my love of photography… a sort of haiga.
Here are three gardens I snapped in last little while (sadly none of them are mine).
Milky Way turned molten
in flouncy summer sundress
of rose seersucker
Summer sky blossoms
celebration petals spark
a garden party
This post is linked to Poetry Friday, hosted today by Books 4 Learning.
Today (July 1st) is Canada Day! A Happy 149th Birthday to Canada, the country I love. As you can imagine, the birthday celebrations this year will be eclipsed by celebrations next year when Canada turns 150. (Our poetry society is planning to publish a book of poetry to commemorate the event. Our members are busy writing about Canada. That bit of writing is also on my to-do list.)
Today, a poem about one of my favorite places in Canada to visit. Though it’s just a 90-minute ferry ride away, Vancouver Island is a special place full of memories of the wonderful times we’ve spent there. The accompanying slide show lets you see just a few of its features. Of course the best part of any place we visit is the friends we have there.
Ninety-minute crossing meanders between Gulf Islands
from Tsawwassen to Swartz Bay
slows us down to island speed
Drive roadways lined with rocky outcrops and arbutus trees
that shed their trunks in curling rusty flakes
Shiver in bone-cold Port Hardy fog
Breathe air that feels thick as a milkshake.
Watch whales breach, sea lions sunbathe
on a brilliant Telegraph Cove morning
Spend a day wandering Chemainus
camera in hand gathering murals
Gawk at Buddha statues and goats
on the roof of the Coombs market
Stroll past Victoria’s Parliament Buildings outlined in lights
to the skirl of the bagpipes of buskers
Talk with my friend till late
Wood fire embers snap a sleepy goodnight
as I head to the guest room
This post is linked to Poetry Friday, hosted today by Tabatha Yeatts at The Opposite of Indifference.