My Wife the Gardener
She dug the plot on Monday –
the soil was rich and fine,
She forgot to thaw out dinner –
so we went out to dine…
She planted roses Tuesday –
she says they are a must,
They really are quite lovely
but she quite forgot to dust.
On Wednesday it was daisies –
they opened up with the sun,
All whites and pinks and yellows –
but the laundry wasn’t done…
The poppies came on Thursday –
a bright and cherry red,
I guess she really was engrossed –
she never made the bed…
It was violets on Friday –
in colours she adores,
It never bothered her at all –
all crumbs upon the floors
I hired a maid on Saturday –
my week is now complete,
My wife can garden all she wants –
the house will still be neat!
It’s nearly lunchtime Sunday –
and I cannot find the maid,
Oh no! I don’t believe it!
She’s out there WITH THE SPADE!
~ Peter (poem in an old magazine via Facebook)
“What a strange thing!
to be alive
beneath cherry blossoms.”
― Kobayashi Issa, Poems
I’m a nature lover, I can’t live without a (preferably cottage) garden. That and books.
I like to be in the city no doubt. Especially when I want to be alone but not lonely, then I want to be amongst people I have nothing to do with. Strangers who don’t want something from me. I can happily be lost in anonymity while surrounded by life itself. I thrive on that.
But nothing can compare the joy and peace nature brings to my daily existence. I love to see things grow, watch the progress, observe the changing of seasons and admire the beauty of everything, the sunshine on the water, moon’s reflection on a lake, the turbulent sea and the buzz of insects.
I love to wake up in the morning with the birds singing outside my window, love to watch them do their things, I love to paint the different species of flowers and photograph their life cycle. I love to bath in the rain and chase rainbows, jump from the top of the waterfalls, hike mountains and walk; walk the beaten paths and road less traveled. I’m not only a nomad and a gypsy but a country girl at heart.
My place in the world? Definitely in nature.
This week’s challenge is to share a photo of something unlikely. An object or person in an unlikely place, an unpredictable experience, a serendipitous accident: we want the expected.
Here’s my take on the challenge: Two unlikely works of art in an unlikely place; a public park.
At this time of the year, there are some plants that bloom prolifically as if there is no tomorrow. And rightly so because their days are numbered. They have to put on a show as best as they can for their beauties are transient, ephemeral. Their glory is momentary, their claim to fame is short and sudden. Luckily, they will have another chance to do it again though they have to wait long for it. But what’s another year?
“I preach darkness. I don’t inspire hope—only shadows. It’s up to you to find the light in my words.” ― Charles Lee
The Law Of Attraction is a pseudoscientific metaphor extracted from quantum mechanics and legitimized, not based on inferences but pseudo-empiricism. The success of these mediocrities is contingent on two factors: the appeal to authority and the compartmentalization of personal biases. Trailing the evidence and dealing with the consequences regardless of personal biases, tends to protrude objective reasoning rather than subjective appeal to personal desires. Conversely enough, the former has propagated generations of rapacious gullibility. A credulity riveted on emotions and viable nothing more than prejudice of ideology.
Daily Prompt: Froth
For this week’s challenge, point your camera at something or someone that puts a smile on our face (or just show a smiling face).
Spring. And everything that signals it has finally arrived.
“I think, well, I’ve had a shit of a life, all things considered. It wasn’t fair. Everyone I’ve ever loved is dead, and my leg hurts all the bloody time… But I think, any God that can do sunsets like that, a different one every night… ‘Strewth, well, you’ve got to respect the old bastard, haven’t you?”
This week, share an image of your happy place, a secret spot you love, or a faraway location you return to again and again.
There is a garden I never failed to visit each year. It is called The Gardens Of Appeltern in The Netherlands. With over 200 show gardens in 200 acres of grounds, it is difficult not to find something to inspire anyone no matter what one’s personal taste might be. The place is teeming with ideas! There is even an island with room for children to play. It gives them something to escape and explore. And for us adults, gardeners or not, there is something new and different to experience and discover around every corner. But what I like the most is the peacefulness, the serenity that the place gives me. It is possible here to be alone amidst other visitors because there is always some quiet corner you can retreat to if you need to be on your own for a while. I love the place. I love their motto.
“A garden should be one of the pleasures that make life more comfortable, a place where you can relax, work, play, be together with others and enjoy all the good and healthy things in life. A garden is one of the prime necessities of life, a place where you will be happy to spend your time.”
If given the choice, what would you rather be doing, right now?
Something like this…