The Green Month of March

March 18, 2011

Just in case you didn’t see enough green yesterday for St. Patrick’s Day, here are a few photos celebrating the greens in Seattle’s March landscape:

A tuft of green moss like a pincushion

Green leaves strung like pearls on a necklace

Emerging tulips -- green edged in lavender

Restored by Green

February 8, 2011

“A single green sprouting thing
would restore me . . .”
     — Jane Kenyon, “February: Thinking of Flowers”

Early primroses and bulbs

Maybe we’ll have April in February again this year.  I am starting to see green shoots from the early bulbs already.  Can Spring be far behind?

Art Retreat at Home – Day 5

September 4, 2010

Watercolor of leaf from one of my photos

Marbles, buttons and spools of thread

I have to chuckle at the title of this poem.  It’s obviously a given that one would collect books, but what else?

Besides Books, What Do You Collect?
by Richard Jones

Foreign coins,
skeleton keys,
old French primers,
small tin boxes —
any little thing
I can hold in my hand
that like a prayer says
be attentive
this is the way we live —

bits of blue glass
polished by waves
and saved
in a jar
in a drawer.

Blue and green buttons from my collection of buttons

Shells, two decades old, found on Sanibel Island

Watercolor sketch of buttons

Another watercolor sketch of buttons

Paintings and the buttons that inspired them

On Looking Up

June 15, 2010

Canopy of green dappled leaves

How seldom do I look up as I walk around my neighborhood.  By chance I did look up as I passed under some trees on Greenwood Avenue North.  How extraordinarily beautiful was the ceiling of green leaves dappled by sunlight.  It stopped me in my tracks, and the few moments I spent marvelling at the sight made me feel blessed for the rest of the day.  How much do I miss by not looking up?

On Looking Up by Chance at the Constellations
by Robert Frost

You’ll wait a long, long time for anything much
To happen in heaven beyond the floats of cloud
And the Northern Lights that run like tingling nerves.
The sun and moon get crossed, but they never touch,
Nor strike out fire from each other nor crash out loud.
The planets seem to interfere in their curves
But nothing ever happens, no harm is done.
We may as well go patiently on with our life,
And look elsewhere than to stars and moon and sun
For the shocks and changes we need to keep us sane.
It is true the longest drouth will end in rain,
The longest peace in China will end in strife.
Still it wouldn’t reward the watcher to stay awake
In hopes of seeing the calm of heaven break
On his particular time and personal sight.
That calm seems certainly safe to last to-night.

“May is a green as no other,
May is much sun through small leaves,
May is soft earth,
And apple-blossoms,
And windows open to a South wind. . .”
     from “Lilacs” by Amy Lowell

Sunburst in green

Patterned greenery

Illuminated lines

What is Pink?

May 14, 2010

What Is Pink?
by Christina Rossetti

What is pink? A rose is pink
By the fountain’s brink.
What is red? A poppy’s red
In its barley bed.
What is blue? The sky is blue
Where the clouds float thro’.
What is white? A swan is white
Sailing in the light.
What is yellow? Pears are yellow,
Rich and ripe and mellow.
What is green? The grass is green,
With small flowers between.
What is violet? Clouds are violet
In the summer twilight.
What is orange? Why, an orange,
Just an orange!

I pulled a few photographs from my archives to illustrate this poem:

What is pink? A rose is pink . . .

What is red? A poppy's red . . .

What is blue? The sky is blue . . .

What is white? A swan is white . . .

What is yellow? A pear is yellow . . .

What is green? The grass is green . . .

What is violet? Clouds are violet . . .

What is orange? Why, an orange . . .

Walking to Work

May 3, 2010

I’ve been doing a good job greening up my commute by walking or taking the bus to work.  It’s about three miles one way (up hill).  I don’t often carry my camera with me because of its weight and bulk.  I’m already loaded down with books, lunch, water bottle, rain jacket and umbrella (you never know what Seattle weather will be doing in 8 hours after your work shift is done).  So I don’t often get to photograph things that catch my eye as I walk.

But I did carry my camera recently just so that I could capture some of the spring scenes.  Here are a few photos from that day:

Cat peering from window with lace curtains

Green trees line Green Lake (you've seen these same trees in some of my fall pictures)

Peacock after hours seen through the gates at the Woodland Park Zoo

Green Things Growing

April 27, 2010

“O’ the fluttering and the puttering
     of green things growing.
How they talk each to each
     when none of us are knowing.”
     — Dinah Mulok Craike

The Washington Park Arboretum is full of green things growing.

These weird plants looks like something from the Jurassic era.

Sunlight on new green leaves

Green fern

New fern leaves unfurl in a cascade

Furled fern

This flower gives an impression of a graceful dancer.

Experiment of Green

March 23, 2010

Tulip leaves edged by sunlight

A Little Madness in the Spring
by Emily Dickinson

A little Madness in the Spring
Is wholesome even for the King,
But God be with the Clown —

Who ponders this tremendous scene —
This whole Experiment of green —
As if it were his own!