Thursday morning from Higgs Beach

Reposting in celebration of Lorraine Ulen's recent watercolor, "Angel Trumpet"

transmigration - more mindfulness in New Mexico --

headed into the Sacramento Mtns, New Mexico, coming out of a long West Texas drive -- August of 2009

 

the end of my first day in Lincoln National Forest

young elegance

What Sprung from Schefflera

how shall my garden grow?

kept company by bird of paradise and an orchid or six, the newly birthed roots of the clitoria ternatea, a stag-horn fern and me

Sprouted seed of the Clitoria Ternatea

For those purchasing prints of Clitoria Ternatea, I will send seed pods of this very useful plant!

contact me at michelestrub@mikalogue.com

17 July: Full Moon Through the Poinciana

grackle waiting

Observation on Catherine Street

Man rides by on bicycle with toddler daughter behind him in kiddie seat: "Don't wipe your nose on my shirt!"

front porch living room garden

of course I add photos of Hemi the Cat, male model...

he's so cooperative and seems to not be bothered by my  eye on him

that lily, AH! Spider Lily! [Crinum Lily]

Amaryllidaceae

the lily whose name I can't remember...need to carry notebook where ever I go...

one of my dirty little secrets -- Red Hots

What's Yours?

Monica at our Sunday morning coffee on Seidenberg

she surrounds her intellect in ritual

and rain of spirit

it is a gauzy aerobic transport she rides

Lignum Vitae -- September 25, 2010

-- Monica's Yarden

http://www.keywestgardenclub.com/Lignum_Vitae.html

recent facebook conversation

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    Vicky Azmon Hallenbeck

    ‎"How we spend our days is how we spend our hours. What we do with THIS hour is what we are doing." —Annie Dillard

    July 5 at 11:27am ·  · 

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        Claudette H Wood sounds like zen

        July 5 at 11:44am · 
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        Susan Petree No, just a very good reminder to get up and DO SOMETHING - NOW!!

        July 5 at 1:09pm · 
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        Vicky Azmon Hallenbeck 

        I don't think so, Claudette -- I think it's saying that you can follow the trail from how you spend your time to what's really important to you. If you followed the trail of how I spend my hours, then you'd think that maybe my computer is my god. Dillard's observation bit me to the bone because it's true that we might LIKE to say we're about various things, but when I shine the light of truth on my schedule, I can see what it is I really do. Makes me think of our state motto. Esse quam videri, y'all!

        July 5 at 2:53pm · 
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        Susan Petree I agree with the urgency and conviction Vicky sees and feels in this quote. PS: I would have added - ". . . this hour is what we are doing with our LIVES!" But, on a lighter note - dontcha' just luv livin' in a state who's motto is: "Esse quam videri, y'all" :-)

        July 5 at 3:01pm · 
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        Michele Strub Vicky, I love your choice of voices to share with us -- also from the mind of Annie Dillard: "The answer must be, I think, that beauty and grace are performed whether or not we will or sense them. The least we can do is try to be there." -- many sighs reading A.D. ;o]

        July 5 at 3:06pm · 
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        Michele Strub be there be there be there

        July 5 at 3:06pm · 
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        Michele Strub to be, rather than to seem to be...ya'll [!!] Thank you Vicky!!!

        July 5 at 3:08pm · 
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        Susan Traxel Martin Love Annie and Tinker Creek! ;-)

        July 6 at 8:55am ·  ·  1 person
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        Michele Strub ‎"I am a frayed and nibbled survivor in a fallen world, and I am getting along." A.D., PATC

        July 6 at 9:33am · 
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        Vicky Azmon Hallenbeck That's a good one, Michele -- these days I feel a bit more than frayed and nibbled...unraveled and chomped on, but still moving along. I'm not sure, but I think I could make a country song out of that...

        July 6 at 12:03pm · 
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        Michele Strub i wrote a poem some years ago, and I am repeating myself here in this fb venue, but it ended with --> "...cycled out, like an old tired flapper" -- [cycle compleat, on to the next journey -- fluxtaposition -- cheers for that -- from seed to shining seed!

        July 6 at 12:21pm · 

section of a Gumbo Limbo tree