O’Keeffe’s Tulip ~ OSI

Christine May 17th, 2009

Some called her cranky and odd
particularly reserved,
hording herself like a stone
painting flowers grown in her own mind
the hermit artist woman
holed up in her adobe shrine.

The fools of shallow visions
always complain loudly
and show little tolerance
for anyone who is different.

Yet wisdom speaks:
in these silent variations
on a theme
which constitute unmeasured talent
form and color
are woven into threads of genius.

okeefe-tulip

Bee’s eye view of my Mom’s tulip in honor of Ms. Georgia O’Keeffe.  Photo by my Matthew.  Please visit One Single Impression this week. Our prompt is Tolerance.

One mention:  Matt and I were discussing this morning O’Keeffe’s eccentricity while I posted this flower photo.  She had the peculiar habit of collecting rocks and could tell you where they came from and when they were found.  Her friends used to put their own, unusual stones out in obvious places as a joke, to see if they would eventually go missing and end up at O’Keeffe’s place.  Usually they did.  I have been known to secret away with rocks before but I have not yet swiped one out of a friend’s garden.  I certainly have been tempted.   Here is a video I found…

Spring Flowers

Christine May 14th, 2008

Spring has really, truly, finally arrived! All of a sudden I sat up and took notice when practically overnight the yard and garden started singing with color. That favorite song of mine from the play Oklahoma rang so true: ” Spring is bustin’ out all over! ” We have had hints of Spring the last few weeks, but the nights have remained very cold and the wind frigid. Today it felt almost balmy. During the last night it rained about an inch which brought everything out with a flourish. These were taken today in my garden by our son at my request. Click on the photos for a better view.

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