Showing posts with label flowers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label flowers. Show all posts

Saturday, August 13, 2016

Walking Tour - Flowers and Fences

It's been dangerously hot the past few days. I last walked on Wednesday. Today, it will be an adjusted 108 degrees Fahrenheit, 42 Celsius.





Next week, we'll look at orange construction cones.



Saturday, May 02, 2015

blinded by the blindness of my yearnings

looking up and out and beyond, I am searching for the stars in the sky, the sparkling twinkling lights that will add something special to my daily existence

the otherness that will transform this mundane shell I inhabit into an exotic dancer with twirling veils and tinkling bells, the added mystery of wafting incense, thick and spicy

my vision so distracted that I nearly miss the gems at my feet

Monday, June 23, 2014

ears to hear


silence in the garden
quiet in the yard
a lull upon the lawn
stillness on the porch
peace 



Friday, June 20, 2014

the game of love


He loves me
He loves me not

Is a dangerous 
Game to play

You pluck each
Petal of a bloom

Hoping to get
Not the nots

Much better a
Happy ending

He loves me
He loves me lots






Thursday, June 19, 2014

white on white - 4 thursday 13


13 white things i love


vanilla
snow
the crests on ocean waves
angels
daisies
crisp Egyptian cotton sheets
seashells
pearls
smooth delicate porcelain tea cups 
clouds
stars
thick sweet whipped cream
~
the potential of a blank sheet of paper




Friday, July 26, 2013

Flash 55 - ground zero

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& : I spoke to Abbey earlier today.
# : Oh? Did she stop by?
& : No. I called her. I wanted to see if we could make other arrangements.
# : You don’t trust me!
& : You lied.
# : How could you check up on me? I am so embarrassed. I am never speaking to you again!
[See where it all went wrong?]


I planned and executed a going-away/wedding for 60 for my daughter, then immediately following, I helped her and her husband pack up all of their belongings and drove them 20 hours to FL, move into their new place, get settled, then the next day bring the truck and trailer 20 hours back to NJ with my daughter, followed by cooking and packing for my 82 year old father's family reunion in the mountains of PA. Yesterday, I sent my daughter back to her husband in FL along with my grandson. I haven't really been home in about 2 weeks. 
And then there's the broken hearts we are all suffering from due to a family estrangement. Please hope it is resolved before my parents, who are in their 80's, die from the grief.



Friday, June 14, 2013

dVerse ~ Poets Pub: Rondelet

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Here are a couple I wrote. The first is more traditional.


awash

waves crash and burn
along the coast of heart’s thin walls
waves crash and burn
so much to learn
from sorrow, ache, more danger calls
to bring us out of closed off halls
waves crash and burn


ere

she heard an air
of perpetual emotion
she heard an heir
so bold and fair
express his inner devotion
but couldn’t abide the notion
she heard an err

Flash 55 - The Accidental Gardener

"Nanho Blue" Butterfly Bush Buddleia (on the corner), Salvia (purple across the back), Coreopsis (yellow in the middle), Coneflower (white in the front) 


All of my plants are perennials because I'm not doing this again. They are officially on their own.


 Astilbe (in the back) miniature blue hydrangea (on corner) Hosta (under the mailbox)

They are in the shade of a holly (full of berries) and a dogwood. 

I’m not much of an outdoors sort of person
I have to wear sunglasses on cloudy days
The sunshine is ok but only if I’m in the shade
God made air-conditioners for a reason
I cried when my mother made me pick blueberries
Flowers should take care of themselves
So I deserve lots of points





I'm trying to identify these bushes. They were here when we bought the house. They are evergreens. Right now they are over 15 feet tall. I thought they might be a form of Privet but I don't recall there be flowers in the Spring or berries in the Fall. I don't think there are thorns deep inside. The birds love hanging out in them. Any ideas?


Wednesday, May 15, 2013

It's The Thought & The EFFORT That Counts

Snoogs, my daughter gave me roses for Mother's Day. 
She knows green is my favorite color so
 she got white roses and put them in green water.
The extra effort to make them special just for me
made them a perfect gift.
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On May 12th.


On May 13th.


On May 15th.

Sunday, May 12, 2013

Happy Mother's Day!


Happy Mother's Day to all of you Mothers and mothers out there.
I'll have 3 generations of mother's at my house today. 
I plan on consuming copious amounts of peach margaritas. 
My mother is 79 and I am 54. 
The most important thing to my mother regarding me 
is that I never comb my hair enough. 
Sad. 
My daughter and I are best friends. 
Happy.

Monday, March 30, 2009

New Day, New Beginning

"Hope"
Photograph by Vanessa V. Kilmer © April 13, 2008

We take a deep breath and start anew, hoping for the blossoms to come again.

Friday, March 20, 2009

Friday, December 19, 2008

Wreath

Longwood Gardens, PA
December 30, 2007
Photograph copyright Vanessa V. Kilmer