Hello from Gardenkeeping It really has been a while. I’ve been too busy keeping garden to get around to writing posts for my blog. I’ve taken a lot of pictures with the hope that I would get some writing in, but it hasn’t happened for one reason or another. As I write, there are 1757… Continue reading 1:23 Birdsong
Category: A place in time.
“Light…Wind…Action!”
The time is late July. The sun is heating up the land and the sea and, as it sits overhead, the directness of its rays reach down and hold you in place. If asked what you’re doing the answer better be, “Not much.” It’s obvious you’re not getting anything done today. Just admit it. Luckily,… Continue reading “Light…Wind…Action!”
The 12 Days of Solstice. Day 12.
Here is a repost from last year’s series, The 12 Days of Solstice. This last year we spun around the sun so quickly that I thought it might be fun to revisit the riddle of standing still. ~Bridget, Gardenkeeping (sŏlˈstĭs) From the latin word solstitium meaning “sun standing still”. You have arrived. Now, ready for some cosmic talk? It’s all… Continue reading The 12 Days of Solstice. Day 12.
Clip and Tuck
One of my favorite parts of the holidays is all of the decorations. The only problem is that I’m not very good at it. My best excuse is to start with my lack of know-how, briskly mix in a short attention span and then I always like to add a few dashes of embarrassment when… Continue reading Clip and Tuck
Resident Crows
Halloween is here. The best holiday of the year. The rest could go away and never come back. I really wouldn’t care. Growing up in Spokane, on Altamont Boulevard, the houses were old and so were the trees. There were large areas along the circle where the parking strips were planted with maple trees that… Continue reading Resident Crows
The Green Man-Child
So much of what I have is broken but, since I grew up with Bob Ross, I’ve come to see these imperfections as “happy accidents”. The fact that most people do not want broken things is what usually brings these pieces into my life. This is how the mask of a child came to me. This… Continue reading The Green Man-Child
