Monday, June 2, 2014
Morehead, Kentucky Window Reflection Art
Being here in Morehead, Kentucky again had me taking more reflection pictures, marveling about what a nice town Morehead still is (I left there after college 31 years ago) and I found myself wanting me to find a copy of
"The Window Poems "
by one of my favorite Kentucky poets/writers, Wendell Berry.
Here's one for you to read:
"Outside the window
is a roofed wooden tray
he fills with seeds for the birds.
They make a sort of dance
as they descend and light
and fly off at a slant
across the strictly divided
black sash. At first
they came fearfully, worried
by the man's movements
inside the room. They watched
his eyes, and flew
when he looked. Now they expect
no harm from him
and forget he's there.
They come into his vision,
unafraid. He keeps
a certain distance and quietness
in tribute to them.
That they ignore him
he takes in tribute to himself.
But they stay cautious
of each other, half afraid, unwilling
to be too close. They snatch
what they can carry and fly
into the trees. They flirt out
with tail or beak and waste
more sometimes than they eat.
And the man, knowing
the price of seed, wishes
they would take more care.
But they understand only
what is free, and he
can give only as they
will take. Thus they have
enlightened him. He buys
the seed, to make it free."
is a roofed wooden tray
he fills with seeds for the birds.
They make a sort of dance
as they descend and light
and fly off at a slant
across the strictly divided
black sash. At first
they came fearfully, worried
by the man's movements
inside the room. They watched
his eyes, and flew
when he looked. Now they expect
no harm from him
and forget he's there.
They come into his vision,
unafraid. He keeps
a certain distance and quietness
in tribute to them.
That they ignore him
he takes in tribute to himself.
But they stay cautious
of each other, half afraid, unwilling
to be too close. They snatch
what they can carry and fly
into the trees. They flirt out
with tail or beak and waste
more sometimes than they eat.
And the man, knowing
the price of seed, wishes
they would take more care.
But they understand only
what is free, and he
can give only as they
will take. Thus they have
enlightened him. He buys
the seed, to make it free."
Friday, April 11, 2014
Wednesday, April 2, 2014
Spring is here in North Central Florida!
Ms. Mollie and her pool
Zucchini starts
Last years remnant "Wishbone Flower"
the only "fake" hibiscus in my yard
a Hibiscus I bought at a nursery where I was working last year. It grew
5 feet after I put it into the ground
Zephyr Lilies down the road...
tis' the season for our lemon, Satsuma and grapefruit flowers
AND I have seen BEES pollinating them!!!!!
the local Lantana
Mollie and my "Wendy's Wish" Salvia patch
Nine years ago I got / planted 3 of these ferns from a neighbor...now I have hundreds
I love the clouds and low rolling
(ANCIENT sand dunes) HILLS HERE
The Rainbow River on an atypical day (no crowds) at the 484 bridge in Dunnellon
I found this huge red bow on the side of the road when I was taking wildflower pictures a few weeks ago. I put it on that nearby fire hydrant for my Uncle Jimmy, who was a fireman in Columbus, Ohio and passed away a few years ago.
I have wanted to paint this black plastic mailbox for a while now and finally did it. Now I just have to worry about whether or not the local "tweekers" will steal it. Looks real eh? I am still hillbilly through and through y'all.
Ah the Redbuds are in bloom here too!
Mollie last week on the Crystal River at Crystal River Archaeological Park
The best Little Library on Earth
Walmart Petunia!
Lichens in the Sandhills
Lichens in the Sandhills
Lupines in the Sandhills( ancient Sand Dunes) behind our place
Pines (Longleaf) in Goethe State Forest
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