Tangled Branches: Cultivated
happenings in and around my zone 6b gardens in northern Virginia and in central Virginia
Monday, April 30, 2007
April Wrapup
Reader: Hey! If this blog is called Cultivated, do you ever post anything about gardening here?
Entangled: Um, er, I've been busy..... Would some pictures do? I made an album on Picassa just now.
Update, May 1: New! Now with functional links!
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7 Comments:
I like the way the names of the flowers come up when you let the mouse hover. You do have a spectacular spring array, Entangled!
Annie
Annie: Thank you! - my woodsy garden is best in springtime, I think.
I didn't even see the mouseover thing - I'm still trying out all the features. Apparently, Picasa Web Albums is a Google Labs thing, but it looks like they're trying to make it very Blogger-friendly.
Great album of photos. Who has much time now that there's so much gardening to do? During the growing season more pictures less content will be the norm for me.
Ki: fortunately, we all like pictures and yours are very good! It sure feels good to be outside playing in the dirt, even at the expense of blogging and reading.
Wow! I finally made it to look at your garden images, and they are just beautiful. I grew up in Virginia (Charlottesville) - so it definitely reminds me of gardens of my childhood. Fun.
Look at all those! They are wonderful! I so enjoyed them! You and Ki are so right...it is hard to find time to sit at the computer...we need 36 hr days or something! But, anyway, thanks for making the album!
The moon is gone.
She fled as dawn approached.
Dawn as a slowly opening eye.
White sea birds skimming over the water,
looking for an early morning snack.
The mirror brightens.
From a blood moon at dawn to a mirror
reflecting waking life...
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I woke her to take the moon.
Her campaign was swift and terrible.
Metallic and fierce.
Glaring up in the twilight.
But the moon was both implacable and unreachable
and in the end the war against the moon failed.
As dawn rose slowly from her bed, the moon slipped away.
But in the end, all that was lost,
was a little sleep....
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1 June 2007
Burning Moon
Moon Fire
Blood Moon
smoked Moon
Smoky Moon
Smouldering Moon
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4 June 2007
After the storm, my mine cleared.
And a high wind arose and blew the tropics north.
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running quartz crystals through a blender.
sand through your engines.
bubble in your bays.
estuaries reaching out toward forbidden seas...
sand through your eyes.
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5 June 2007
Calm as baby's breath
as peaceful as the storm's eye
Clouds spread and drawn with rough strokes of stratospheric winds
a warm and windy tropical day.
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