Flowers & Gardens


 

Flowers and Gardens

Nature’s Beauty

Spring is on the Way!!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

With Every Season Turn, Turn, Turn


In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Turn, Turn, Turn.”

Seasons change so quickly! Which one do you most look forward to? Which is your least favorite?

The Byrds – Turn! Turn! Turn!

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DJ Jazzy Jeff & The Fresh Prince – Summertime

My Favorite Season is Summer! I Love Heat, Sunshine, Warmth. Must be my African blood. I wish New York’s climate was more like California, Hawaii or Florida. Summer gives me the opportunity to wear dresses and skirts.  I tend to get out more because the weather is good during the summer.  Going to the park, the beach, just being able to soak in the sun’s rays is my ideal dream.  I Love seeing the trees and flowers in bloom, walking through the grass and enjoying nature.

Foggy Misty Morn Central Park
Foggy Misty Morn Central Park

My least favorite season is winter. I HATE cold, ice, snow, & freezing temps. Ugh!!  Housebound. Hibernating (NOT!!)  Traveling in snow and ice is dangerous. Fear of falling and breaking my limbs. Transportation can be iffy and who wants to stand outside in the snow, sleet and/or ice waiting for a bus or train?!  Yuck!!  Having to spend 20 minutes putting on 5 layers of clothing is not sexy!!  Neither is not seeing that black ice hiding under the snow and taking a tumble. Nor is getting unwanted exercise shoveling snow and putting down deicer just so you can get out of the house!  Also cold frozen winter temps are really bad for my arthritis. Painful locked joints are no fun.

So give this hot blooded woman a sunshiny 85 degree day 24/7/365!!

Slow Melting Fruit


Slow Melting Fruit

I fell asleep in your arms forever and together we lapsed into eternity like babes in the woods. Forest green was our cradle and verdant moss bedecked a flower strewn winding sheet blazed upon by sun and cooled in moonlit nights. Gaia received us without judgment or blame thanking us for nourishing seedling eons. Gentle boughs bent down to caress our sunken cheeks. Roots plowed up the earth making sure we were firmly planted to her suckled breast.

Medea Rejuvenating Aeson Artist: Corrado Giaquinto (Italian, Molfetta 1703–1766 Naples)
Medea Rejuvenating Aeson
Artist: Corrado Giaquinto (Italian, Molfetta 1703–1766 Naples)