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Wednesday, April 14, 2021

Door Roses

 

 


 

 

 
 
 
 
 
 
                                       
 
 
 
Quieter, greater powers
Than photons sustaining 
Flowers emitting oxygen--
Quantum machineries in
Carbon lives--me, you, O2
Contained in time forward
And back as wind  blew
Balloons into our yard. 


 

17 comments:

  1. Well written. We are O2 consumers and factories.

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    1. Most kind, dear Susan. Yes, we do efficiently combine O2 with carbon as plants separate them again --a friendly exchange. Good thing too!

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  2. Those door roses are beautiful!!!! Will be some time till ours will bloom.

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    1. Dear Maddie, we appreciate those life-giving blooms with every breath. There's a reason they smell good.

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    1. Dear Mike, succinctly phrased. I'm amazed and encouraged that I'll go on iterating carbon long beyond this me.

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  4. Those roses are perfect for such a whimsical door. And the way the wind has been blowing here recently those balloons could have come from us!

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    1. Dear Bruce, When I gardened in the Greenhaven-Pocket area, I found a balloon on a lawn. It was filled with spent helium. An attached string carried a postcard "If you find this, let me know --Sarah...,...School, Mrs....'s third grade class."
      Of course I wrote where (and when) I found the card, 25 miles from where she let it loose and mailed it on the way home.
      I'm pretty hopeful you'd attach a card (with postage) like Sarah did, but balloons post-pictured had no return address. What the heck, when wind returns, let's try it!

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    1. Dear Janie Junebug, high praise indeed. Thank you! Love appreciated and reciprocated.

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  6. Roses and balloon drift, must be nearly summer :-)

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    1. Around our Star again we go. I believe we have a dance.

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  7. Welcome, Juli G.! Most kind.

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  8. I'm fascinated by that Door, is that an Elephant Hinge? The Roses, well, who doesn't Love a Rose and it's heady Aroma.

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    1. Dear Dawn, It's not a hinge, but a stabilizer. When we bought this crumbling farmhouse 40 years ago, we bought a walnut door to face south. Of course the combination of wet then frozen then 100+ degree weather did its mischief to the door. Happily, at the time one campus I gardened was discarding an aluminum parking lot sign directing traffic (new row for staff cars). I was reminded of an old Woody Guthrie song --studied in my '60s guitar days-- "Sign said 'NO TRESPASSING', other side said nothing. That side was made for you and me." So I used that free blank side to cut out elephants and fishes to secure the joints of that poor door. It has survived.

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  9. I love the story of the hinges in your reply to Dawn.
    It's been windy here a lot the last couple of years. Another sign of climate change, I read. Our trees are protesting. One lost a huge limb a couple of months ago.

    Now how did I go from your beautiful and whimsical pictures to such depressing thoughts?? I'll have to focus on your hinges again.

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    1. 0_Jenny, don't tempt hinge depression. Only time I'm bothered by hinge-depresson is when I stand up too fast at my age. Then, again, humorist Dylan Moran says he saves a lot of cash when he found he could do the same thing. Enigma of geriatric dizziness is an anathema to illicit drug trade.

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