Priceless

A simple bouquet of flowers,

plastic-wrapped, propped up in a grocery-store bin,

$5.00 for the dozen.

Like a shimmering mirage

their colours stopped me in my tracks.

After a long Winter

and an even longer wait for Spring

to truly begin,

I was beginning to feel as if I

was trapped in a colourless desert.

I had no idea how much I needed them.

As usual,

it took my camera,

and my all-seeing macro lens,

To reveal the magnitude

of their magic and beauty.

$5.00 a dozen,

it seems incredible...

Because what these flowers have to offer is

- Priceless!

The Personalities Of Pink

Sometimes pink arrives with trumpets.

Deep and throaty,

they shout out from

the back of the garden.

Their personality is unmistakeable;

tall and stately,

they command my attention.

Sometimes pink arrives with a twinkle,

with a momentary flash

that catches my eye,

as if a fairy has suddenly fluttered by.

Did I really see it?

Or, was it just my imagination?

Sometimes pink plays tricks on me.

It hides behind things,

choosing objects that are transparent,

invisible, 

then takes on their form,

like this spider's web.

Sometimes pink has a job to do.

It colours the petals

that create this fortress,

to hide, from potential thieves,

a fortune of

sun-infused jewels.

Sometimes pink attracts things

that like sweetness,

like bees and wasps

and flies

...and

me!

And sometimes pink arrives

without a sound.

I notice the garden is quiet,

serene, peaceful

and calm.

That's how I know

pink has

arrived.

The Last One

It's sad but true,

that when we have something in abundance

we can become nonchalant about it.

For a number of reasons

(mainly raccoons)

I rarely have more

than one or two lily pad flowers each summer.

I'm starting to think this is a good thing.

Because they are scarce,

I drool over each stage of their development.

From just barely visible under water

to the emerging bulb,

until finally, they are the gorgeous,

pink, multi-petalled, floating beauty you see here.

I'm happy they are so rare

because this makes me regard them

as precious.

Magic Is In The Air

Did you know that flowers exhale magic?

That their blooms light the air?

If you don't believe me,

give one a (gentle) shake

and watch the magic tumble out.

Valentine's Day

A love story can begin anywhere.

Let it begin with you.

Happy Valentine's Day

Pink Charming

You know how it is when time flies by,

you're working on this and that,

you look up and it's

four o'clock in the afternoon.

I thought I'd missed the day.

Then a sunbeam came through the window

illuminating this geranium bouquet
on my kitchen counter.

It blew me away

with its pink charming-ness.

Its stem, a lime-green straw in a raspberry soda

Strawberries and cream

Love the fuzzy hairs shooting out in all directions

And this multi-layered taffetta skirt

Pure Innocence

Dreaminess

and Sweet Perfection

I'm going to take a four o'clock

 sunbeam/flower break

more often :)

The Circle of Life in Pink

Pink... beautiful, feminine, eye candy.

Bubblegum, flamingos, lipstick, cotton candy.

You're blushing!

This wonderful bouquet of wild roses has it all:

* the young bud pushing up through the center, dark, vivid, intense, full of promise.

* three flowers in full bloom, each a work of art, open, on display, proud.

* one whose time has passed, folded, diminishing, faded beauty.

The family unit, a circle of renewal, beauty in each stage!