The Irony of the Definition

The Thistle

My presence

in the

garden

for most

invokes

a smile.

 

My color’s

so

bright,

it glows,

but

falsehood

flows.

For

the

gardener,

whose hand

nurtured

me

to

grow,

did not

know

my

meaning.

 

It

is not

joy

in the

morning,

but

a bold

resistance,

sorrow,

and

mourning.

 

Hatred,

disregard,

and

retaliation

are my

obligation,

but only

by

definition.

 

The

root

of my

being,

no harm

could

ensue,

for

despite

my

spiky

appearance,

I

am

soft

and

fragile

and

grow

tall,

to

above

all,

assist

in

cooking

and

beauty,

and

keeping

you

healthy.

Thistle Budd

Thistle Budd

Color Glows

Color Glows

Thistle Standing Tall

Thistle Standing Tall

For Cooking, Beauty and Health

For Cooking, Beauty, and Health

In the language of flowers the Thistle, also known as safflower, has meanings that do not at all reflect the  beauty and intrigue of the bud or flower.  The meanings of the thistle were featured in the poem above and include: misanthrope, defiance, vengeance, and grief.

I find it somewhat ironic that these words are associated with a flower that is so pretty and is thought to have useful medicinal properties such as: preventing heart disease and stroke, lowering fevers, treating coughs and breathing problems, tumors, pain, and clotting conditions, in addition to other medical uses.  The oil from safflower seed is used as a cooking oil.  The flower is used to color cosmetics and to dye fabrics.  Ref: WebMd

Please note that I am in now way recommending the use of the flower for any of the above referenced purposes.  However, I thought it of interest and wanted to provide a background for the poem above.

2013 Lily Series – 08

“All our progress is an unfolding, like the vegetable bud, you have first an instinct, then an opinion, then a knowledge, as the plant has root, bud and fruit. Trust the instinct to the end, though you can render no reason.” – Ralph Waldo Emerson
The Unfolding

The Unfolding

2013 Lily Series – 02

“A day spent without the sight or sound of beauty, the contemplation of mystery, or the search of truth or perfection is a poverty-stricken day; and a succession of such days is fatal to human life.” – Lewis Mumford

Mystery

Mystery

2013 Lily Series – 01

Tonight begins a journey with the Lily.  Historically, the Lily has represented majesty.  In some parts of history it can be found that Lilies of various colors represent something other than, or in addition to, majesty.  For example, the white Lily, as I posted last week, represents purity and virtue.  Throughout the 2013 Lily series you will see Lilies of varying color as well as black and white images of Lilies.  The Lily itself is a magnificent flower.  It can be a challenge to photograph, but if you have wonderful natural light, those challenges seem to fade to artistic creation.  I hope you enjoy the series and look forward to your comments and feedback.

Sensuality

The Opening Act – Sensuality

 

2013 Sunflower Series – 01

“Young love is a flame; very pretty, often very hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. The love of the older and disciplined heart is as coals, deep-burning, unquenchable.” – Henry Ward Beecher

Love is a Flame

Love is a Flame

I chose today’s image for a few reasons:  One, sunflowers are one of my favorite flowers, thus the sunflower series.  Two, yesterday was my birthday and the quote certainly speaks to me about love and the depth of love.  As I age, my love for others grows deeper and deeper.  Three, a dear friend gave me a bouquet with sunflowers in it to warm my day. And four, my wonderful husband gave me a new lens, the AF-S Micro Nikkor 60mm 1:2.8 ED.  I love macro photography so this was such a thoughtful and special gift for me.  It is a joy to use and as you can see, it helps capture life quite eloquently.

 

A Bit of Cheer

After several dreary days I felt the need to post some cheer this evening.  The images below were taken in August (no chance of seeing this quality of light here this week).

Different plants, different lighting, all hibiscus. May they brighten your week.

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Forsaken Friday

The past two days have been extremely busy and I, unfortunately, have not been able to focus on my blog.  The good news is I’ve been shooting and adding to my ever growing collection of images.  The images I am posting today are of an anemone in my garden.  Only one has bloomed so far.  Once the others open, I’ll photograph them as a bouquet, but this individual flower was too pretty not to share.  The title of the blog was chosen because, a bit of flower trivia here, in the Victorian Era the definition of anemones was “forsaken”.  The irony of this is that due to the location of this plant in my garden, I had forgotten about it until I rounded the corner this afternoon and was pleasantly surprised to see it smiling at me.  I suppose you could say it was temporarily forgotten, but no forsaken.