Thursday, March 29, 2012
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
My neighbor planted these trees on the line between us in our front yards. If good fences make good neighbors, then I'd say this is a pretty nice fence. She is afraid they are diseased and will need to come down. But not today.
The dogwood just on my neighbor's side of my backyard fence is 1/3 dead, and still, it produces cascades of blossoms like this.
I kind of like this message from the trees: Bloom Anyway.
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
Tuesday, March 20, 2012
From Ann Voscamp - 7 Keys to Creativity:
1. Quit trying to fit. Why try to squeeze all your extraordinary into ordinary?
2. God made woman to be a maker, to open her empty places and let life be knit from within her.
3. Creativity, it’s good theology; it’s what God did in the beginning.
4. When we stop fearing failure, we start being artists.
5. Don’t let the sun set till you’ve done one thing that sort of scares you. The only trees that ever grow tall keep relentlessly stretching into unknown territory.
6. Art, it’s the second person present indicative of the verb to be. Art is a way of being and when you make your life art — thou art.
7. Bury your fear in faith. Otherwise you bury your talents.
See #4? that's the one that really spoke to me. Then I re-read it, and it was #3. And then #5. Oh, #6...#6 is spot on.
I think these are pretty good keys for living, not just art. But maybe that's what she meant.
Sunday, March 18, 2012
Tuesday, March 13, 2012
1. Pink azaleas are already blooming
2. White azaleas are about to burst.
3. Tea olives are blooming and smell heavenly. Sorry, no smello-vision.
4. Ferns are sending up science fiction looking shoots.
5. Dogs are looking in opposite directions.
6. 2 of 3 boxwoods show new growth.
7. There are purple blooms on the periwinkle vine that is taking over the hill.
8. One very, very large pine tree is dying.
9. No bats live in the bat box, which means I have to have the yard sprayed for mosquitos.
10. I need to throw away the battery powered white lights on the deck, but I loved them during the holidays.
11. The monkey grass grows better on one side of the hill than the other.
That is all.
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
Friday, March 2, 2012
The time will come
when, with elation
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror
and each will smile at the other's welcome,
and say, sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you
all your life, whom you ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,
the photographs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life.