The orangey goodness of spotted jewelweed
Orange glow of a royal fern at days' end
Seething, bubbly mass
Freshwater metaphyton -
Like boiling toffee
Not blisters of pus -
A chemical factory:
I've just finished listening to Maya Angelou read "I know why the Caged Bird Sings." It was my first time reading it - I'm so glad I did.
Maya's language is rich and powerful, almost exotic. Her prose and imagery so evocative - I relate and feel it in my gut when I read what she has to say.
Here I am contemplating her impact on the world.
I was particularly struck by her comments on how the teachings of the bible, especially certain lessons (see quote below), could be used to encourage the oppressed to accept their poverty and see themselves as deserving of rewards in the afterlife only (a sort of delayed reward). This belief has enabled, and ensured the continuance of, an unfair system that was advantageous to the rich and powerful. What a manipulative tool!"It is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle than for a rich man to enter the kingdom of God."
And this watershield leaf looks as if it might have a big yellow spider on it, or is it a starburst?
Sphagnum moss or peat moss, is an ancient and primitive life form, native to Canada and the northeastern U.S.
I found a huge area covered with it at the Wellhead Protection Area of lake Arrowhead. It's incredibly soft and cushiony, almost spongey. Red peat moss is often found as a green mass when it grows in the shade.
So, Feedburner continues to deliver my blogger emails! I'm definitely NOT complaining, and will keep monitoring how long it continues to do so.
I love Roxanne Gay's writing and social commentary - she's fresh, knowledgeable, and uses sophisticated words, not your common old run-of-the-mill ones. Her use of language is exquisite. This month I read her piece that used a new word for me, which in context was fully understandable, even though I'd never come across it before - the word is
I'd spent so much of my kayak survey time taking pictures of beautiful things that I only covered half the area I'd planned to last week! And I had an appointment to get to later, so I sealed my camera up in its watertight, waterproof bag and decided it was time to fight the wind and the waves and return to my starting point, without taking (time-consuming) photos on my return trip.
Oh no! Almost immediately after making that decision, I came upon this magnificently lit waterlily. I'd already taken numerous pics of them earlier in the season, so paddled right past, only to find myself back paddling the moment I overtook it. It was so worth a shot, another try - each time and lighting and background is unique, even if the subject has been shot before. The golden brilliance of the sunshine on this white cup of perfection stopped me in my tracks, and I'm glad of it.
Of course, having disturbed the water initially, I had to wait for it to settle again, so I could include its reflection too.
By the time I got home, I'd missed half my Zoom call, and was in a frenzied panic when it ran way over time and I had little time to freshen up for my writer's group. But hey, look at the pleasure I got out of it!
It looks startlingly colorful alongside this lichen on the trunk.
I've loved listening to Michelle Obama's memoir, "Becoming." She comes across as down-to-earth, caring and real. So candid. It was quite astounding to hear how many times she regarded herself as 'not good enough,' and second-guessed her capability. How many of us can relate to that?
One of the messages that struck me early on in the book, was how she realized that schooling and society expect each of us to become one specialized thing - a pilot, or a librarian, or a technician, or a plumber. She made me aware of how multi-faceted we are, and how we don't have to have just one role we're good at; that we can BE more than just one thing, can have more than one role, and they can all co-exist and complement each other. We can be good at all of them, and grow from each of them. Our lives are a journey of learning and becoming.
I particularly respected the importance she placed on family and raising children.
And it makes me reflect on my own life's journey, and feel I can relate wholeheartedly. There's time and space to 'become' throughout our lives, no matter the pleats and convolutions we encounter - see my recent thoughts on Living My Dream (https://vignettes.mixmox.com/2021/08/living-my-dream.html)
No this is not a math post (I hope you're not disappointed), despite the title. Its only connection to mathy things like cardinal numbers, cardinal points and complex cardinals is that this flower is equally of 'the greatest importance,' and 'fundamental,' in my mind.
This is a celebration of the red lobelia expressing itself sanguinely; essential and vital, and a leading dignitary in the realm of blooms. I'm so pleased to have this flowering beauty in my yard. It's carefree, and easy going, though it likes to keep its feet wet. I bought this beauty in West Newfield, at the Maine open farms day on July 25 of this year, and look at how happy it is!
A beautiful sight to behold!