short videos on gardening and a bit of poetry
The giant sunflower came down on the blustery equinox and a frost is around the corner so the last blast of color...
Down by the shore and a Mary Oliver poem.
View from the top of a sunflower and a Mary Oliver poem.
Yesterday afternoon walking among the golden rod and wild asters I thought of the poet Rilke and made a little recording. I was just remembering this fragment of the 9th Duino Elegy and it came in a bit imperfect but you get the idea I hope :)
Sacred spaces. Where Does the Temple Begin, Where Does It End? By Mary Oliver
Traveling into a Lily Pond and a Rumi poem