Sunday, 19 May 2013

2013 Floating Champion


It had been two weeks since I had drained, cleaned and refilled The Pond and after tolerating the cranky glares from the frogs I went nursery hopping. Mind you the weather hasn’t been conducive having tropical plants outside when I’ve had to scrape the car windshield so I delayed the search. I finally found water lettuce and hyacinth. They weren’t as lush as last year and of course the prices had increased but only the best will do.

Arriving home I tossed the plants into The Pond and watched them float merrily along gently prodded by the lovely afternoon breeze. There was serenity at last. Having other things to do I stood there with hands on hips and stated “I hope you all are happy now that you have your expensive rafts! Ya lazy buggers!” and at that I toddled off smirking to myself.

Two hours later I decided to see how they (the plants not the frogs) were coping with the water temperature change and lo and behold one had found his perch. This has to be an all time record! I sat on my throne, watching him steadying himself on his throne and thought, a oui Frogue is home, he’s content, I am happy and this is a truly priceless Kodak moment.




Saturday, 11 May 2013

Story - Haiku

sheltered beneath oak
shattered eggshells lay empty
chicks stories silenced

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Friday, 10 May 2013

Sweet Refreshing Rain

Ahhhh, the sweet refreshing sound of water gurgling through the eave troughs makes me smile this night. It’s one of the most comforting sounds I know. Rain quenches plants thirst birthing into life this warm May. A much too warm May.

A week ago Hosta’s were no where to be seen; now they unfurl their leaves. Solomon’s Seal were but buds while I made note to dig and transplant this weekend; now they are 3’ high and beyond moving. Lemon Pennywort, sparse along The Pond now illuminates the area with their thick and brilliant growth. Ethereal ferns stretch and release fronds; flamenco dancers by the stone wall.

This is spring, the one season I relish and thrive in. There is warmth to the earth, clarity of air, songs from nature and vibrancy of colours. Life has renewed itself and so have I.

Friday, 26 April 2013

Birds of Spring - Haiku


great blue heron
silently glides in morning
feathers paint the sky

cardinals in red
song as strong as their plumage
patrols the garden

flittering feathers
scattering beaks of yellow
junco’s in shadows

jauntily capped sparrows
dressed in earth tones of brown
two step in sown seeds

sour coloured finches
grasp eyes with brilliance
yellow and lime hues

chortling robins
affirm springs late arrival
we smile happily

Saturday, 20 April 2013

Affairs of the Heart


Tonight I listen to Affairs of the Heart. A classical composition by Marjan Mozetich. I listen to a lot of classical musical but this piece moves me like no other. Violins and cello’s play in harmony that captures every emotion.

I first heard it on CBC a few years ago and after the one concert I had to have it.  His strings play at me heart, lulls me into serenity; makes me dream. Just when I believe he sends me to heaven, I fall safely to earth on wings of dandelion seeds, gliding downward, slowly spiralling to a soft landing.

The yin and yang between cello’s playing off each other makes me ache, o such emotion he has spun. Waves of strings crash onto the shore, only to be swept out to sea and the cycle continues as they join with a sweet violin, and I know who will sleep soundly this night