She Kept A Parrot
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I picked up another Amaryllis at Walgreen Pharmacy early in June. The foliage and the buds were pale with only a hint of pink. I didn’t have much confidence that she’d turn out too well, But the configuration of the plant was good. At least, she wasn’t She-Devil Red… It has two stalks and ten buds on one bulb! The stalks are well-proportioned and sturdy No, long, lanky stalks and leaves here…. Read More
Making a Fist Naomi Shihab Nye For the first time, on the road north of Tampico, I felt the life sliding out of me, a drum in the desert, harder and harder to hear. I was seven, I lay in the car watching palm trees swirl a sickening pattern past the glass. My stomach was a melon split wide inside my skin. ‘How do you know if you are going to die?’… Read More
Tortures Nothing has changed. The body is a reservoir of pain; it has to eat and breathe the air, and sleep, it has thin skin and the blood is just beneath it; it has a good supply of teeth and fingernails; its bones can be broken; its joints can be stretched. In tortures, all of this is considered. Nothing has changed. The body still trembles as it trembled before… Read More
Winter Rose I feel a bit ridiculous sharing my health status, but I wanted to share it with all of you who have been so supportive and kind to me for all of these months. You and I thought I would be dead “within six months to less than a year” according to the official prognosis. I had an x-ray last week to rule out a pneumonia. The radiologist could not figure… Read More
I normally post all the monochrome stuff on The Fuzzy Foto. But, I saw this in my files and I remember how interested in it I was at the time. Many years ago, somebody chopped off this very large limb from a Live Oak tree on the plant property. It’s still attached to the tree. The worst pruning job I ever saw in my entire life, I think. It almost looks fossilized…. Read More
She Kept A Parrot 
Death of a Staghorn
We celebrate Birth and Life. We avert our eyes from Death and Dying. We see life in Kodachrome. We see Death in monochrome. After the recent freeze, I went into the garden on a mission to study death and dying in the plant life there. I made many photographs of what I saw. I want to share the death of the Staghorn here. After the frost, The Staghorn anchor leaves changed from tender green… Read More
Category: Death and Dying, Photography, Photos by George, Plants and Trees Tags: Death, Frost, Garden, Philosophy, photographs, photography, Photos, Plants, Seasons, Social Commentary, Staghorn Fern, Stories, Winter