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Saturday, May 17, 2025

A Show Off!


 



Delicate prairie flowers display 

shades of whites and pinks.

But not this brilliant Bergenia

with clusters of tiny magenta flowers standing tall, guarded by broad leathery leaves 

~ a real show off!  






“Flowers don’t tell, they show.”

~ Stephanie Skeem, author of Flotsam

Friday, May 16, 2025

Out of the Wind


 







On low branches, 

fragrant pink petals

ignore the soggy wind.






“You cannot kill a breeze, a wind, a fragrance; 

you cannot kill a dream or an ambition.”

~ Michel Onfray, philosopher

Thursday, May 15, 2025

Bejewelled







Dry earth soaks in cold rain, 

while leaves shelter raindrops 

adrift in the wind.






“We’re as ephemeral as raindrops. 

We all fall, and we all land somewhere.”

~ Robert Charles Wilson, author

Wednesday, May 14, 2025

Cloud Burst

 

Mayday Prunus at Innovation Centre,
University of Regina






In cool moist air 

white blossoms burst

while gray clouds 

gentle the earth with raindrops










“It is spring again. The earth is like a child 

that knows poems by heart.”

~ Rainer Maria Rilke

Tuesday, May 13, 2025

Blossom Time










Redolent blossoms

    shyly open,

deny the dust of the street







“Where flowers bloom, so does hope.”

~ Lady Bird Johnson

Monday, May 12, 2025

Wild Crocus

Temps today 30 Centigrade

 



Sturdy pasque-flowers bow their heads until bright yellow stamens laden with pollen welcome early season bees.



Temps today 30 Centigrade








“The chance to find a pasque-flower 

is a right as 

inalienable as free speech.”

~ Aldo Leopold, A San County Almanac











Photographed by this author today at University of Regina (gardens outside the Research Center)

Provincial flower of Manitoba

State flower of North Dakota

Sunday, May 11, 2025

To My Mom




I will not define you by 

the manner of your death 

but by the entirety of your life.

Each stitch and thread

I cannot know, but I do know 

that there was joy and much hard 

work with little real rest.

Those times when you were lost 

the bread still got baked, 

the kids off to school. 

Were you perfect? 

No. You were as human as us all.

Do I have you on a pedestal?

In my child’s eyes, I may have, but 

with the supposed wisdom of my 77 years, 

I’ve allowed you to come down to earth 

where you can be loved just as you were.


“Beware the barrenness of a busy life.”

~ Socrates