Well here they are.
Most of them captured by hubby. These are all blooms of this year.
In the beginning Mellow Yellow had us worried.
We thought she would not make it,
but came back twice as strong this year.
Glad that we took Peachy Keen home with us,
for we saw her beautiful color not
often in our neighborhood.
Creamy Whites giving and giving
her blooms generously throughout the year.
Then I met her. With fragile lavender cast
in the morning topped with pink edge.
By overcast sky turning to her silver side.
When shadows lengthen in late afternoon sunlight,
Lavender changes her appearance for her evening dress.
On the far left and right these red hot warriors
are stationed, this one with yellow sash.
by so much beauty?
Well that's easy,
A quote from Stepen Gill and Duncan Wu of
William's Wordsworth "Selected Poetry"
(published by Oxford World Classics)
I just saw on Solitary Walker's blog,
which left me gasping for it's poetic and lazer sharp acuity.
He paints with Rembrandt's words
where I can only paint stick figures:)
the universe is not mechanical and dead,
but live and vitally connected to the human mind;
awakened consciousness leads to
an awakened moral sense and must lead to
the communication of the divine.
In the profoundest sense, love of nature
leads to love of Man and awareness of God.