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.
Sunday, February 12, 2012
Brassavola Nodosa
"Of asphodel,
that greeny
flower,
like a buttercup
upon its
branching stem---
I come,
my sweet,
to sing to you"
William Carlos Williams
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