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Central, FL, United States
I am a former teacher, aspiring artist, inveterate traveler This blog is about my Florida garden experience and its expression though poetry, philosophy, photography and art. It includes my other creative endeavors. Here can be found posts about travel to other gardens around the world. My garden is a half acre in zone 9a which includes a large water garden. I have mostly a shade garden because of the huge live oak. To keep things easy, I love to grow bromiliads,ferns,gingers and other tropicals. I need to have a low maintenance garden. In the summer we usually have plenty of rain and it transforms into a jungle. I have converted my swamp into the water garden where I grow irises, waterlilies, papyrus, radigan, spikebush and swamp lily. I also grow citrus (lemon,key lime,grapefruit,tangerines,pineapple,and loquats). Me?...Often the prickly thorn produces tender roses. (Ovid)

Nov 21, 2013

my thanksgiving




 My Thanksgiving


I've got great expectations
I've got family and friends
I've got satisfying work
I've got a back that bends
 For every breath, for every day of living
This is my Thanksgiving

For every moment of joy
Every hour of fear
For every winding road that brought me here
For every breath, for every day of living
This is my Thanksgiving

 For everyone who helped me start
And for everything that broke my heart
For every breath, for every day of living
This is my Thanksgiving

lyrics by Henley


. I am thankful for rain and my garden and for all the beauty that I can visit.  I am thankful for my blogger friends that comment and that I learn so much from. I am thankful for the bounty of food that is available to us. I am thankful for new friends and their kindness, generosity and patience. . I'm thankful for art, music and that  I can paint.  But mostly, I am thankful for those who  love me in spite of me.  My cup runneth over.




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Nov 15, 2013

moon flower

 Well, my cirrus really outdid herself with 10 blooms. Three blooms the first night and 7 the next.. The night was silent and there was a full moon and the air was filled with perfume.  It was magical.   I am proud of  her as some people never are blessed with blooms. She likes lots of rain and warm humidity.  I have purchased about three dragon fruit and hopefully they will do as well too.

The Night-Blooming Cereus 


FLOWER of the moon! 
Still white is her brow whom we worshiped on earth long ago; 
Yea, purer than pearls in deep seas, and more virgin than snow. 
The dull years veil their eyes from her shining, and vanish afraid, 
Nor profane her with age—the immortal, nor dim her with shade.

  It is we are unworthy, we worldlings, to dwell in her ways; 
We have broken her altars and silenced her voices of praise.
 She hath hearkened to singing more silvern, seen raptures more bright; 
To some planet more pure she hath fled on the wings of the night,— 
 Flower of the moon! 

  Yet she loveth the world that forsook her, for, lo! once a year
 She, Diana, translucent, pale, scintillant, down from her sphere
 Floateth earthward like star-laden music, to bloom in a flower,
 And our hearts feel the spell of the goddess once more for an hour.

  See! she sitteth in splendor nor knoweth desire nor decay,
And the night is a glory around her more bright than the day,
And her breath hath the sweetness of worlds where no sorrow is known;
And we long as we worship to follow her back to her own,— 
Flower of the moon! 


Harriet Monroe


 

the white dot is the full moon

 
doesnt this iphone take great pictures at night?


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