Culture of Sharing

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The culture of sharing is one thing I love about gardening. This David Austin rose joined the Garden Laboratory last year when it was gifted to me by AK. I look forward to seeing it bloom this summer in its new home next to an unlikely (garden) bed partner, an evergreen.

 

 

White

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Victory! Just before the hard frost last fall, I planted the tulip bulbs. It was a good strategy. These tall white beauties escaped the usual urban critters. I think I will plant even more this fall…

Daff

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This daffodil blooms every day, ever month – all year long. It is impervious to squirrels and raccoons alike.

Roam Free

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A bald eagle seen spreading its wings and soaring high!

Reclaiming the word “roam” from the cellphone companies.

 

 

Snow Day!

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This breathtaking West Coast landscape will be interpreted by needle and thread. The island in the background became invisible by the falling snow.

Earlier…

 

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One night in Northern Ontario – the Coleman’s lamp made the hike possible in the bush.
And out of the darkness, these giant trees emerged.
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Birch and Spruce 2014

 

Stream

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A creek in the deep forest gently tunes out the noisy chatter broadcasting from my stream of consciousness. It’s not easy to travel across this bush. I stop and consider my options as I take in the surroundings. Presence.

My gaze follows the tributary that is forming irregular pools across the landscape. The soil beneath my feet is accommodating and porous. The sucking noise tells me to back off, I fear the bog will consume my Australian footwear. That would be uncomfortable and awkward, there are many more miles to go.

This is the beginning: Gathering raw material for future hand-embroidered landscape tapestries.

 

Low Tide

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The rocky shore that I am standing on will be submerged by the ocean again.  This awareness incites equal parts wonder and fear. The coast, it appears, is a regular shape-shifter to me, a  city-dweller. It made me think of the time I first came into contact with a smart phone. The glossy screen was constantly changing, the bright icons in landscape one moment and portrait in the next.

And when I looked down at my feet, I saw this delicate pool of unfamiliar life-forms.

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