I grow orchids in a small addition to our house, suitably called the "Orchid Room." When the blooms are at their peak, I can spend hours taking pictures of them. Sometimes I think I like my pictures as much as the orchids themselves. Some have a dramatic, moody quality, others a light transcendence. I search through my poetry books, looking for lines that express what I feel. Whether I find the right ones or not, all the orchids are in themselves, stunning and lovely.
Monday, June 25, 2012
Miltassia Shebob "Webmaster"
"This is Proteus, a god. He comes
from the ocean
Sometimes, at hot noon, and
crosses the beach
Looking for inland shade."
Rolphe Humphries "Proteus, or the Shapes of Conscience"