Last breaths of cadmium and aureolin yellow falling through another season of autumn . . . as it falls through us . . . only passing through it all . . . Rock Maples stand mighty and tall.Miscanthus yellow blazes sigh with tassels reaching upwards ten feet high. Standing nearby, soft rustling songs become more an undertone as lengthy, waving blades . . . yellow . . . then fade, and float towards the leafy floor. A brighter, fleeting yellow reflecting … [Read more...] about Last Autumnal Breaths of Cadmium and Aureolin Yellow with Palm Warbler Only Passing Through
Archives for November 2013
Last Autumnal Breaths of Cadmium and Aureolin Yellow with Palm Warbler Only Passing Through
Last breaths of cadmium and aureolin yellow falling through another season of autumn . . . as it falls through us . . . only passing through it all . . . Rock Maples stand mighty and tall. Miscanthus yellow blazes sigh with tassels reaching upwards ten feet high. Standing nearby, soft rustling songs become more an undertone as lengthy, waving blades . . . yellow . . . then fade, and float towards the leafy floor. A brighter, fleeting yellow reflecting tones of our … [Read more...] about Last Autumnal Breaths of Cadmium and Aureolin Yellow with Palm Warbler Only Passing Through
Vermilion Murmurs and Malus within a November Landscape
Cinnabar and Dragon blood come to mind when seeing the vibrant vermilion sprays of our middle garden Japanese Maple. Its blazing breath reaches over towards payne's gray shadows racing through the forested hills, we call Walnut Hill and High Ridge, creating a stunning contrast. Sturdy oaks still grasping their last burnt sienna leaves are nearly naked now. The Japanese Maple is as out of place in our landscape as an ancient Dracaena cinnabari might be, but it is a dormant dragon so lifting … [Read more...] about Vermilion Murmurs and Malus within a November Landscape
Vermilion Murmurs and Malus within a November Landscape
Cinnabar and Dragon blood come to mind when seeing the vibrant vermilion sprays of our middle garden Japanese Maple. Its blazing breath reaches over towards payne's gray shadows racing through the forested hills, we call Walnut Hill and High Ridge, creating a stunning contrast. Sturdy oaks still grasping their last burnt sienna leaves are nearly naked now. The Japanese Maple is as out of place in our landscape as an ancient Dracaena cinnabari might be, but it is a dormant dragon so lifting the … [Read more...] about Vermilion Murmurs and Malus within a November Landscape
A Late Autumn Palette Within A Community of Trees
In thinking along the stream of thought inspired by Wendall Berry, I have been pondering 'my place' within my place and the community I am blessed to have membership in. I am speaking of the land, of the trees and shrubberies, of the species of butterflies and bees and birds that coexist here at Flower Hill Farm. There is a language I have come to understand and the understanding came as soon as I let go of the ideas of gardening I held true and when I stopped and listened to the needs of the … [Read more...] about A Late Autumn Palette Within A Community of Trees
