april 30, 2018

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“Every now and then it’s good to stop climbing and appreciate the view from right where you are.”
~ Lori Deschene

 

into the west

 

This post is especially for my sista from anutha mutha, Crystal Heis. I will simply say “Mark II” and she’ll know exactly what’s up. We speak in code and hand gestures most of the time anyway, so why not blog it, too. For everyone, I hope you enjoy the photos I snapped this evening as much as I enjoyed snapping them. Me and The Boy had a lovely time in the very reasonable temps of the setting sun, and then I needed to snap some pix. Meanwhile, I chose the quote several days ago purely by coincidence. Crys turned me on to Lori Deschene because she’s super positive. It’s fitting that it’s today’s quote what with this being for Crystal and all. This is a new, better week for me. I hope it’s awesome for ya’ll, too.

 

26 MP and then some

may 17, 2016

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“Do one small thing to make today better than yesterday.” ~ Unknown

 

iris (snapseed)
iris (snapseed)

 

Before mom’s baptism I was telling Darrell Conley’s sister-in-laws about my iris. One SIL, Rebecca Frye, found the story fascinating and said I should post about them. I got my purple iris as a few rhizomes back in 1995/96 when I was working for landscaper, Joe Calhoun, over the summer. We worked sometimes 10 hours a day all summer long, and then Joe kept working after we all went home. He had some very high-end clients (think Rick Pitino), and he would often service the smaller jobs alone, after the crew had gone home. We met at his house for work every morning, and one particular morning, he offered a small bag of iris rhizomes that he’d thinned from a patch at a horse farm the night before. At that time they were estimated to be 100-110 years old. That makes the iris in my yard to be 120-130 years old now. They are the most hearty plants I’ve ever seen. They’ve been moved and thinned more times than I can remember, and absolutely nothing kills them. They just get stronger. Not all things that age age badly.

april 21, 2016

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“The only thing you sometimes have control over is perspective. You don’t have control over your situation. But you have a choice about how you view it.” ~ Chris Pine

 

squirrel patrol
squirrel patrol

 

Prince died today. I’ve seen a lot of musicians on social media say they’ve taken this harder than the recent death of David Bowie. I have to agree. He was gifted beyond all reckoning. He was also quite young, just 57, the same age as my Uncle James that died in February. Frankly, the whole of 2016 has become down-right freakish by the number of well-known and familial people that have walked on. Wally looks toward the purple Iris photographed especially in honor of The Purple One, Prince Rogers Nelson. Thank you, sir, for your incredible music and your sharing of it.

 

Prince 1958-2016
Prince 1958-2016

april 8, 2016

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“I never lose. Either I win or I learn.” ~ Unknown

 

stepping on the iris (snapseed)
stepping on the iris (snapseed)

 

There was evidence of snow in Lexington today. Scattered among the waves of wind and rain were pellets of sleet and fluffy snowflakes. A few of my more mature iris have already bloomed. Though slightly wilted by the cold, they hold their bold purple hue. I love my iris for many reasons not the least of which their heartiness.

may 19, 2015

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“Align yourself with people that you can learn from, people who want more out of life, people who are stretching and searching and seeking some higher ground in life.” ~ Les Brown

 

iris
iris

 

I thought I’d share a bit more beauty from Woodsbend, because we can never have too much beauty on our screens.

may 1, 2013

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I don’t want to get to the end of my life and find that I just lived the length of it. I want to have lived the width of it as well.” ~ Diane Ackerman

morning glory
morning glory

My purple iris’ were given to me in 1994 by then landscape boss, Joe Calhoun (yes, in one of my many lives I did landscaping). One of his clients was a Lexington horse farm – he didn’t say which one – and he’d been asked to thin their iris bed. Back then, the rhizomes were estimated to be between 90 and 100 years old. I didn’t own a house at the time, so I planted them at mom and dad’s. In 2000, dad’s idea of thinning the iris was to throw them over the hill. He didn’t count on how hardy they were. When I bought my house in 2007, I braved poison ivy and copperheads to get those rhizomes that survived, and most had. Boy, how they have proliferated back in the Bluegrass! When I thin, I share with my neighbors who often stop and compliment the iris. Their beauty is nothing short of stunning, and they’re such a testament to the never-give-up spirit that sometimes they stop me in my tracks, like this morning. I was late for work, but occasionally I have to stop and appreciate God’s creations. Be here now. I hope your May Day/Beltaine was as beautiful as mine.

april 28, 2013

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O Great Spirit help me always to speak the truth quietly, to listen with an open mind when others speak, and to remember the peace that may be found in silence.
~ Cherokee Prayer

violet rain drops (instagram)
violet rain drops (instagram)

A rainy Sunday made my purple iris glisten.