We know that in September, we will wander through the warm winds of summer’s wreckage. We will welcome summer’s ghost. Henry Rollins
In the hush of dusk, one last bird whispers a lullaby, as the mottled sky loses its fire and slips into a velvety plum. A single tulip wraps itself in the folds of its own soft blanket. And night descends.
Wishing you all a peaceful Wednesday!
For this week’s challenge, show us something that surprised you on “the road taken.”
I was looking for a different photo when I found this again!
Last Spring, I went for a walk (possibly the only one last Spring) and was surprised by a single pink peony waving at me between the slats of a white picket fence. Luckily it was just down the street, so I hightailed it home to grab my camera.
It’s still winter here, though it has been milder than in recent years. The snow has melted, leaving behind a world of grays and browns. I’m looking forward to the return of colour!
I believe in pink. I believe that laughing is the best calorie burner. I believe in kissing, kissing a lot. I believe in being strong when everything seems to be going wrong. I believe that happy girls are the prettiest girls. I believe that tomorrow is another day and I believe in miracles. -Audrey Hepburn
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There was a flower in her heart, it just needed more room to bloom. and when she let it free, she showed the world that sometimes the most beautiful things can grow in the darkest of place without the need of light. – R.M. Drake
“The pond-lily is a star and easily takes the first place among lilies; and the expeditions to her haunts, and the gathering her where she rocks upon the dark, secluded waters of some pool or lakelet, are the crown and summit of the floral expeditions of summer.” – John Burroughs
This week’s Wilderness Wednesday is brought to you by Little Guy (who resents being called “little” so I need to come up with a better code name – any suggestions?)
Common chicory (Cichorium intybus) is a woody, perennial related to the dandelion family, and is found in many parts of the world. Other common names include succory, chicory root, chicory herb, blue sailors, wild chicory, or hendibeh. It is well known for a bitter taste and use as a coffee substitute. For its historical and medicinal qualities, click here.
I had no idea that this little blue flower, found all over the countryside, was chicory. My grandmother used to call it an “ugly weed”, but as a kid (forbidden to pick flowers from the garden), they were perfect for weaving into my braids.
“There’s a girl out there with love in her eyes and flowers in her hair.” – Led Zeppelin
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