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flowers, butterflies, books

Field bindweed likes to grow "in waste places" says my field guide. I thank God for waste places... they're some of my favorite places. I made a crown of some field bindweed and wore it home, feeling like a Maenad, then stuck it in a bowl, and it has continued to bloom.

Here is a photo of field bindweed--heyes showed me how to reduce the whiteness so the blossoms don't just come out blobs. Alas, I still can't focus on close things well...

In that waste place, the day before yesterday I saw a pheasant walking, a ring-necked pheasant. Sometime earlier I had heard a pheasant calling, so it must live near there.

Chicory is also blooming, that Russell Snow used to chart his voyage to the Milky Way, as I mentioned ages ago when I first started blogging. Under a cut is my poor photo of it

My chicory

Whenever I see chicory, I think of the summer between fourth and fifth grade, when I walked up to the elementary school, because they had art lessons there. The chicory was bright and blue at 9 in the morning, but faded by 11:30 when I came home.

These days suddenly I'm seeing monarch butterflies, and, as I look, I see milkweed is also in flower. One day I'll make an almanac of what happens and who shows up when.

And now to books!
Fire in the Head just came in, and before I even started it, as I was glancing through, I saw it has all these celtic poems that I love, including this one that Madeleine L'Engle quotes in A Swiftly Tilting Planet

...in this fateful hour
I place all Heaven with its power
And the Sun with its brightness
And the snow with its whiteness
And Fire with all the strength it hath
And lightning with its rapid wrath
And the winds with their swiftness along the path
And the sea with its deepness
And the rocks with their steepness,
And the Earth with its starkness:
All these I place
By God's almighty help and grace
Between myself and the powers of Darkness.

(except, in my own case, I would not make darkness the enemy... but I know that in standard texts it stands for bad things, sigh... think of the Henry Vaughan line, "there is in God, they say, a deep and dazzling darkness")

In Mort, we have gotten to the point where Mort is entrusted with helping his first few people "shuffle off this mortal coil." Wonder how he's going to handle it when one of them is the princess he's trying to find!

In Pilgrim at Tinker Creek, Annie Dillard is saying that the secret to seeing is to sail on solar wind. And then...

When her doctor took her bandages off and led her into the garden, the girl who was no longer blind saw "the tree with the lights in it." It was for this tree I searched ... Then one day I was walking along Tinker Creek thinking of nothing at all and I saw the tree with the lights in it. I saw the backyard cedar where the mourning doves roost charged and transfigured, each cell buzzing with flame. Istood on the grass with the lights in it, grass that was wholly fire, utterly focused and utterly dreamed. It was less like seeing than like being for the first time seen, knocked breathless by a powerful glance.

I returned The Stolen Child without finishing it; the guy simply doesn't know the fairy folk the way I know them, and it was too annoying.

And meanwhile, the first bookin The Magician's Guild series came in, so soon I and light_of_estel will be able to talk about it.

And now, to work...


( 12 comments — Leave a comment )
Jul. 21st, 2006 03:12 pm (UTC)
Wow!... Is there another word in the English Language that can express things better when you want to say so much in just a few letters!... WOW!
Jul. 21st, 2006 04:24 pm (UTC)
Wow, that bindweed's leaves look...mighty...familiar... ;)
Jul. 21st, 2006 05:48 pm (UTC)
!! :-D

Actually, those leaves are from common cinquefoil (everything's all crowded in together, so it's hard to tell which leaves go w/what).

Here's the leaf of common cinquefoil:

and here's some canabis sativa :-):

and here's what the field bindweed's own leaves are like:
Jul. 21st, 2006 05:53 pm (UTC)
LOL - actually, my first thought was it might be Virginia creeper. But thanks for all the pics anyway! :)
Jul. 21st, 2006 04:43 pm (UTC)
beautiful, most enjoyable post...with a great "gomblimend" at the end!!
Jul. 22nd, 2006 10:36 am (UTC)
Please tell me what "gomblimend" means! I couldn't find it in my dictionary, and my Web searches all returned results in German! (and yet when I tried Google's German-to-English translation, it only returned for me "Gomblimend"!)
Jul. 21st, 2006 07:32 pm (UTC)
I'd tell you what happens to Mort, but that wouldn't be nice.

And thanks for pretty flowers.
Jul. 22nd, 2006 10:05 am (UTC)
The picture of the Chicory is terrific...the blue pops right out onto my desk!

"A Wrinkle in Time" by Madeleine L'Engle was the book that captured me and took me away to the "Magical Land of Reading" where I live to this day. I still have the very same book.
Jul. 22nd, 2006 10:16 am (UTC)
I love your photographs -they are so calming and inspiring!
XX Christina
Jul. 22nd, 2006 10:33 am (UTC)
Hey, you were able to post! Yay! Thanks :-)

Do you know the book Fire in the Head? It seems like something Treadwells might have. I haven't read it yet, but it's about Celtic Shamanism.
Jul. 22nd, 2006 10:39 am (UTC)
Yes, it's quite inspiring - some scholarly historical inaccuracies, well rather alot of them actually, but nevertheless the spirit of the thing is really great if you take it as an inspiration for now.
Jul. 22nd, 2006 11:45 am (UTC)
I'll read it for the inspiration, then :-)
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