Come to the Cone! #flowers #photography

Since we lived in Costa Rica I have been addicted to photographing all things small-those magical wonders so easily passed over and subsequently ill appreciated.

It was a simple thrill for me to photograph small gardens where butterflies fed on the nectar of cone flowers as bees gathered golden treasure to spread from bloom to bloom before returning to the hive in a world where the secret life of insects played out while we went about our own doings, all too often oblivious to such miracles.

I simply had to have cone flowers in my space this season; and although they are in pots, I am nurturing them to welcome all small creatures who come to pay homage to The Cone.

Here are a few of the earliest visitors.

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The Imposter, with false feelers on its wings to fool predators
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The Alien with its metallic like body
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The Doppleganger beetle, looking like a small chic cockroach
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See the intricate design swirls on its back?

Now, if you are waiting on the edge of your seat for the scientific facts about these small wonders, you should relax, sit back and remember that I am merely the eye of the photographer who draws attention to these tiny treasures. I am not an entomologist. But I would like to learn more about these insects. Maybe when I finish taking photos….

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In a Moment #1LinerWeds

 

In a moment it could all change,

a life and its contents rearranged.

In the blink of an eye

without knowing why

reality shifts,

the rifts

in time grow wide

we slip inside,

swallowed up

to rise

with eyes

wide shut…

again

and

again.

When will we learn?

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Pristine landscape, abundant wildlife, courtesy Costa Rica conservation.

Living perfection, courtesy of the Creator. Show some respect before it disappears again.

I have been so discouraged that the majority of people I meet and speak to daily care nothing about what the future holds-for our planet, our country, or our mental and emotional well-being. It would seem people are most comfortable complacently assuming things will somehow just work themselves out. And I meet so few ready to fight for a better way, not even willing to speak out for it. I long to live on an island, not be an island surrounded by a sea of heartless humans…

(The Enya is for you, Debbie.  We shared everything. Still miss you so much.)

 

Art Matters/#SoCS

When I saw the SoCS JusJoJan prompt for today I was nearly giddy with excitement. Finally something easy. But, wait, what kind of art to post about.

You see, I am kind of an art ADHD, in that I am not committed to one thing. I am sort of an artsy Jane-of-All-Trades and perhaps Master-of-None. I love creating but am constantly moving from project to project. It isn’t that I get bored. I just feel maybe I should move on or that time is wasting. I haven’t figured out yet what this semi-neurosis stems from but will keep you posted should I work it out. Maybe it will come to me in a dream. Many of my dilemmas are worked out during dreams.

Meanwhile, what to choose…so difficult! Since I am currently working as feverishly as I can on my Dawn of the Dream novel I think I’ll post a snippet. And maybe a photo or two of projects. I hope you enjoy them.

No matter what, I hope you find your own artistic outlet. Don’t even try to say it to me. Everyone has an artistic vein. It just takes something special to pull it out of us sometimes. Just ask anyone who has done a Cork and Canvas class. 😉

Okay, from the journals of my mind wanderings which will hopefully cohese into a novel. Someday….

from Dawn of the Dream…

Inside the Sorceress’s hut, the Hunter and Ella were not thinking of sleep. It was awkward, so long since either had known passion; and Ella tentatively worked at conversation. “Eolas, do you think Saol is comfortable in the cave, without..” Eolas put his finger to her lips and pulled her close to him.

“There is no need to worry about Saol. She is well cared for. Now, there is only us and we have so little time.” The Hunter took a deep breath, as though inflating his courage. The smell of lavender wafted across the room like a breeze. In times past this would have given him pause for sorrow; but in that moment, he felt comforted. It was as though Eagna was reassuring him.

‘Live, my love. Show our daughter what love can be.’

Eolas wasn’t sure exactly what the journey would bring; but he knew in that moment, for the first time since his world crumbled, he felt an almost overwhelming desire to love again. Ella pulled his hand from her mouth and slid it down to her breast. “I know we have both been here before, but I feel so…” Eolas silenced her again, but this time with his lips. There were no more words as they recalled the fire and desire of physical union, making the most of the moments they had to share. Neither worried for the lost sleep or when the sun would rise-only that it rose on them lying together…..

To be continued..

A bit of sizzle for your Saturday. And hop over to the bar. Our buddy Dan is back on his feet and having a beer!

Here are a few more of my happy distractions…

Tap lightly on an image to see the caption. Happy #Free48 everyone! Be your creative, artistic self. Oh, and if you haven’t already, try to catch The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel on Netflix. It’s fantastic!

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Somthing Pretty This Way Comes/#1Liner Wednesday

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Determined to touch every bloom
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To savor every sweet thing possible
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She ignored me for her quest

Her fading, tattered wings speak of a life soon to pass. It’s curious the way that all living things seem to have an accelerated appreciation and hunger for the sweetness of life when the road to eternity looms ahead. We seek to absorb what we can, let go of regret and to leave an imprint that we were here.

I think she has left a beautiful one, don’t you?

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Hidden

Once upon a time…..

 

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In the middle of a noisy, bustling and crowded metropolis, lay a hidden kingdom.  Behind the gates and beyond the woods, in the shadows of the stone garden, a princess was locked into dreamless sleep under the watchful eyes of a fiercely magnificent dragon…..

 

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The megalopolis known as Atlanta
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The dragon towers over….
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the still, sleeping princess
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Ever watchful
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he is magnificently terrifying.

 

Meanwhile, beneath the glare of the midday sun, Poseidon’s daughter sun’s herself in the cool fountain waters as she gazes wistfully into the mists of sweet memory-the ocean and freedom.

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Her comfort in the pool where she waits…

 

Yet her beauty is rivaled by the rising Phoenix, spreading its glorious wings in welcome of the admirers awaiting a small miracle from the kingdom’s most beloved creature.  Beneath its gaze lies the tavern of sustenance and indulgent delights.

 

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The rising Phoenix
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Very decent food in the LongLeaf restaurant
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Hot rolls and cool beverages, both wonderful

 

Weary travelers make their way to this oasis constantly….

 

 

Venturing deeper into the lush gardens, there appears from mists of the past, a great and treasured beast…..

 

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She whispered of the miracle within the heart of her world.  After traversing winding trails over bridges and and rails, we found the goddess who protects and showers the kingdom with loving tender care.

 

 

She cares for its many living wonders with gentle adoration and appreciation….

 

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Behold!  The Green Emperor! Master of the Orchid House.

 

 

Beyond the Orchid House lay the tropical rain forest, filled with lush mystery….

 

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And lo and behold there he was…..my prince!

 

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Well…..he had potential.  As he serenaded me I thought to give him a quick kiss!  Alas….

 

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This was as good as it got.  So we put our heads together and decided our worlds were too different…..

The Zen garden was lovely as well. I made a couple of new friends there too.

 

 

And then there was the magic of glass sculpture…oh my!!

 

 

Alas it was time to leave the kingdom but we made a map so that we could return again….and again. Weary, but satisfied, we left the magic and wonder with tired feet and full spirits.

If you are ever in Atlanta, take a detour from the hustle and bustle and visit the magical kingdom….