Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
ALL THE GREAT ARTISTS
I wanted to begin posting some brilliant work by artists I personally know. I am so happy to know them, for they are inspiring great heights! One of whom is a lady I met at last years Telfair Art Fair in Savannah Georgia. Her name is Jenny Pope. She recently posted me an image of her "Monarch Watch" of which I took the liberty of reposting. Is that in any way related to composting?
Semantics aside...here is her brilliance.
"Monarch Watch is about the plight of the Monarchs, I am very interested in animal migrations and Monarchs have quite the path! There are two main populations in North America and they either fly to high mountainous region of Mexico or along the coastline of California. Both areas are favored by humans for the natural beauty and commodity of the area. The trees that the Monarchs roost in Mexico are favored by loggers and the coastal region of California is favored by land developers to make a pretty penny for land with a view. Luckily, much is being done to protect the areas where the Monarchs roost, but, always it could be better. So, plant a milkweed, or get involved with a butterfly tagging campaign to help scientists learn more about the migration patterns of these lovely creatures. The piece is named after the organization Monarch Watch, click for their website." - Jenny Pope
I am unable to post a pic of this image, however I am sure it will soon be available via her website. www.jpopstudios.com
Semantics aside...here is her brilliance.
"Monarch Watch is about the plight of the Monarchs, I am very interested in animal migrations and Monarchs have quite the path! There are two main populations in North America and they either fly to high mountainous region of Mexico or along the coastline of California. Both areas are favored by humans for the natural beauty and commodity of the area. The trees that the Monarchs roost in Mexico are favored by loggers and the coastal region of California is favored by land developers to make a pretty penny for land with a view. Luckily, much is being done to protect the areas where the Monarchs roost, but, always it could be better. So, plant a milkweed, or get involved with a butterfly tagging campaign to help scientists learn more about the migration patterns of these lovely creatures. The piece is named after the organization Monarch Watch, click for their website." - Jenny Pope
I am unable to post a pic of this image, however I am sure it will soon be available via her website. www.jpopstudios.com
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
LIFE
Just wanted to say...I saw the first sign of life in my garden yesterday. A Monarch Butterfly who seemingly decided to have a look at the newly planted flowers and grasses. I think I may have an interested audience!
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
CROTON & PURPLE QUEEN

I am slowly adding to my garden. Yesterday I found myself plucking three new arrivals of Croton plants from the shelves of Home Depot. Yes. I am planting a tropical garden this far north! Extra care will be needed in the winter months, however the beauty of a tropical plant is well worth the work.
So far, Queen palms (will be fine if planted on the east side of interstate 95), Mexican Petunias, Dwarf kumquat, Confederate jasmine, Purple queens and Oleander.
I am well aware that some of these are quite poisonous, however they are sooooo beautiful!
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
LEONARDO
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
SHAKESPEARE
I wanted to post one of my favorite poems. I memorized this when I was 14. I have often recited it to myself amidst life's frustrations. Are children still required to memorize classic verse?
William Shakespeare - All the world's a stage (from As You Like It 2/7)
All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players:
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages. At first the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputation
Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice,
In fair round belly with good capon lined,
With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,
Full of wise saws and modern instances;
And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon,
With spectacles on nose and pouch on side,
His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide
For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice,
Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion,
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
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