Friday, June 17, 2011

Rhodies11

After all that rain, our garden has exploded. Hey, it's Friday and the weekend. ENJOY!

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  1. My art:

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    I said: "The theologians really know
    their topic; are these people smart like eighty-
    one people quite like you together, so
    just do like me and pray and trust them, Katie,

    their knowledge adds to a tremendous mass
    of safe and very holy gravitation!"
    – "Oh yes?" said Katie, "What if all that jazz
    is very simple at the final station

    what do you say? I don't want to be rude
    not even really to oppose your mission.
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    an untold power, that's my slight suspicion,

    I mean, that Truth was never too complex –
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    To live reactively, responsively, creatively, as an artist, act the way your life forms the best possible narrative, like a novel or a film, towards Death, End of the Story. According to Heidegger, Life is what Is. Sorge. Being kind of your own God? Primacy of Aestethics over Ethics.

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    Puis: petit déjeuner à melon; café fumant !


    À la bague du cigare tu lis, étonné: GÉOGRAPHIE.

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    In Totenstadt kann Nichts wachsen,
    Nacht bebaut die grüne Bezirke.
    Wache, Kind, wache!
    Es kommt ein Mann zum Haus.

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    Schein von brennende Schächte.
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    Das Mond der Nachkriegszeit fällt
    seine Auge über allen Gärten.
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    Der König hat er gestürzt.

    Deine Atemwende wird leicht als Tod
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  2. Your Rhodies are looking mahhvalous and pretty in pink!
    Happy weekend

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  3. A brilliant color on these Rhodies. Very nice.

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  4. Bonjour dear friend,
    I like very much this color, these flowers are beautiful!Great shot!
    Léia

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  5. rain-kissed rhodies...it doesn't get much sweeter.

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  6. Nature's beauties! I noticed that you are somewhat speechless in their presence, Mr. Storyteller.

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  7. An explosion like that in the garden is always a welcome thing, beautiful summer colour Birdman.

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  8. Ooh, beauteous rhodies. . .ours (similar color) have all bloom-de-bloomed in a huge riot and are now sadly wilting en masse.

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  9. Birdman -- like your explosion! -- barbara

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  10. Wow, eye popping. These are something I only see in pots here in Arizona. It's just not the same.

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  11. A lovely pop of colour on a dull Friday here. No story?

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  12. They are so beautiful! Send some of that rain down here please.

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  13. I love the season for rhododendrons, azaleas and mountain laurel. Mine are almost all finished, so my weekend task will be cutting them back to more manageable size.

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  14. Another wonderful reason to fall in love with the summer.

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  15. Don't give me this "woe is me," "alas," etc., when you've got stuff like growing in your garden in southern Maine! :-) Just eat your Grape Nuts and be happy!

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  16. Nothing like an explosion of color!

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