It IS Easy Being Green 3: Some Recent Photos

  • “Sometimes it’s fun to take a step back from interpretive challenges and just celebrate a color: green!”

— Michelle W., The Daily Post

The window shot is from her bedroom in Unit # 1 of the Tyrone Guthrie Centre in Annaghmakerrig.

The woman in the portrait is Vanessa Bell (of Bloomsbury fame), painted by Duncan Grant. The painting hangs in the British National Portrait Gallery.

The snowdrops were in the backyard of her friend Dodo Stanley. Self visited her in Driffield, East Riding, in early March.

Tyrone Guthrie Art Centre: It IS Easy Being Green 2

JUST CELEBRATE A COLOR: GREEN!

— Michelle W., The Daily Post

Self went walking about the grounds today. Everywhere, there are drifts of yellow daffodils. The Laundry Room/ Greenhouse has a cozy porch.

Stay tuned, dear blog readers. Stay tuned.

Wish 2: Spring, Don’t Come Too Fast!

This week’s Daily Post Photo Challenge is WISH:

THIS WEEK, SHOW US A WISH

It was cold and windy today: fine, brisk, walking weather.

Self was captivated by these daffodils, springing up in bunches in front of the Main House in the Tyrone Guthrie Centre (The wind was blowing: you can see from the angle of the stems)

Spring can’t be far away. Which means warmer weather, longer days. Fabulous!

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Daffodils on the Slope In Front of the Main House, Tyrone Guthrie Centre, Annaghmakerrig

And yet, look at this picture she took in the early morning, two days ago: it’s only now she notices the filigree of the tree branches, silhouetted against the sky. So beautiful and delicate. When the leaves come back, this scene will be very different. So self feels conflicted: keeping winter’s bones might not be a bad thing! Especially when looking at trees!

If you look at this photograph with some detachment, doesn’t it look like an echocardiogram? Like the lines spit out of a defibrillator? Self means, the sharp up-and-down squiggles?

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The Lake at Annaghmakerrig, Early Morning

Stay tuned, dear blog readers. Stay tuned.

It’s Not This Time of Year Without Feeling Grateful

Specifically, feeling grateful for these WordPress bloggers who take the time to share their fondest Holiday traditions:

Stay tuned, dear blog readers. Stay tuned.

Other Tiny Stuff

Happy Monday!

To start the week off right, a look at other blogs from around WordPress:

Enjoy!

 

 

‘Chaos’ Photo Challenge: Other Views

These blogs captured self’s attention this morning:

Stay tuned.

Transmogrify: Daily Post Photo Challenge, 28 October 2016

Transmogrify:  It means “to change in appearance or form, especially strangely or grotesquely; it means to tranform.”

— Michelle W., The Daily Post

And, you know, Alice in Wonderland and Through the Looking Glass are full of these transmogrifications. The iconic illustrations were by Sir John Tenniel.

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Alice in Wonderland: The Queen orders the playing cards to paint the roses red.

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Still Alice in Wonderland: Roses With Faces

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The Mock Turtle and the Gryphon share a couple of sad stories with Alice.

In most Lewis Carroll, reality is a slippery slope. Things are always transmogrifying.

Stay tuned, dear blog readers. Stay tuned.

Basho Again, Summer 1676

Who is it that runs with hurried steps,
Flowers of sasanqua dancing on his hat?

— translated from the Japanese by Nobuyuki Yuasa, in his Introduction to Basho’s The Narrow Road to the Deep North

What Is Life But a Bowl of Cherries

  • Let’s celebrate the cherries on top! — Michelle W., The Daily Post

The good news: self was back in London in the spring. The Cherry on Top? She was there during the week of the annual Chelsea Flower Show. Just look at the fresh flowers framing the entrance to the Bloomsbury Hotel!

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The Bloomsbury Hotel, London: May 2016

The good news was: Self was in Philo, CA. She found a small market that sold delicious potato salad. And the cherry on top? The ceiling lights were things of beauty. From a glass studio in Fort Bragg, the checkout lady told self:

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Ceiling Light, Lemon’s Philo Market, California

The good news was: self was spending another winter in Mendocino, CA. The cherry on top is that she got to see “Quills,” a play about Marquis de Sade, performed by members of the local community (It was a very entertaining production!)

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“Quills,” a drama about Marquis de Sade

Stay tuned, dear blog readers. Stay tuned.

Emptiness of Air: Published in Vela Magazine In a Response to Typhoon Haiyan

EMPTINESS OF AIR

Pericles lost his wife to a great emptiness of air, water, and sound. One moment, she was alive in the house. In the next moment, she had shifted somewhat. She still had the same form, the same face, but something had changed. He couldn’t explain it, but he knew what had happened had happened. He also knew there was no going back. She was stolen from him, as surely as if she had been abducted.

All the sampaguita blossoms had been knocked off the trees. He wandered the garden, lost. He smelled jasmine.

He picked up a white petal from the ground. The brown edges were uncommonly soft.

All the red flowers — santan, lantana, gumamela — where had they gone?

And the orchids his wife had loved: purple and white, tongued.

Small brown Maya birds used to perch on telephone wires strung up and down the street. Now, there were no poles. Wires dangled like snakes, a few sparkling like firecrackers.

  • NOTE: Since self wrote this super-quick (in about 30 minutes) under Vela’s deadline, she’s now going back and editing for clarity. Stay tuned.

 

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