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Showing posts with label forsythia. Show all posts
Showing posts with label forsythia. Show all posts

Monday, April 4, 2011

Forsythia - re-post


Shawled in morning fog,
The distant mountain sleeps -- no
Shout disturbs its peace.


The shoots of the forsythia, thick with yellow flowers, are like fireworks exploding, spiralling outwards in joyous abandon.

It seems to me that the sight of all that golden glory should rightfully be accompanied by glad shouts -- something like the verse from Job --"The morning stars sang together, and all the sons of God shouted for joy."



Wednesday, March 18, 2009

In Search of Color

After a series of gray days, yesterday morning I took my camera and went looking for color. Daffodils are beginning to open everywhere and the lovely coral branches of the Sango Kaku Japanese maple are a welcome sight -- the tree was hit by a freeze a few years ago and had to be severely pruned but it's coming back!

I want to paint the inside of my kitchen cabinets this delicious shade of red, just for the thrilling jolt of color I'd get whenever I opened a door to take down the jar of Herbes de Provence or to put away the dishes. I've been meaning to do this for ages -- maybe this will be the year.


Forsythia is at its peak -- such an obliging plant. This below is one I rooted from pruned branches a few years back. (Note to self -- root lots more! Spread forsythia up and down the mountain to brighten future Springs!)

As I was returning to the house to finish wrangling with our tax information, I saw that the lilac by the steps is covered with buds. I've had this shrub for years -- it was a gift from a friend's yard -- and it's always bloomed very sparingly. But now -- well, I'm keeping my fingers crossed that we don't have a freeze or anything else to destroy what seems to be a very promising crop of lilac blooms.

I don't want to count my buds before they open . . . but can you imagine how good it would smell?

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Sunday, March 15, 2009

Like a Good Deed . . .

How far that little candle throws his beams!
So shines a good deed in a naughty world.

from "The Merchant of Venice"





Springtime's yellows shine strongest on rainy gray days such as we had yesterday.

Daffodils gleam against wet stone and the forsythias, so recently unpromising straggles of bare brown stems, throw up their arms, suddenly festooned with yellow bells, and ring out the glad message of Spring's imminent arrival.

All around us, Springtime yellows are unfurling, shining out like candles in the gloom.

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