Is it not enough?

Beauty comes to me as a love letter.  Unfolding it, something enfolds me, and I cannot move past it. I am held by sight, sound and touch, sometimes even by a scent of something so lovely moving on is simply impossible. I must pause from whatever I am doing, wherever I am going. I must … Continue reading Is it not enough?

And then some…

At first I thought the birds had simply found a pleasant, albeit ironic, perch. A metal sculpture of a great bird, a raven or a large crow, perhaps, secured to a black pole and grounded in a garden. I was looking for birds, camera in hand, eyes scanning the winter landscape, where leaves do not … Continue reading And then some…

Creeping vines I can handle; creepy crawlies, not so much

It appears I will be going round two with the aphids. Such is the life, I suppose, of a gardener, even one confined to a balcony. The aphids have overtaken my honeysuckle vine, just as it is breaking into bloom. I thought I’d nipped the problem in the bud back in May when I first … Continue reading Creeping vines I can handle; creepy crawlies, not so much