16 May 2009

Working in the Mother...

Amazing how sensual the garden is. No wonder the images over years have been immortally symbolized...

A flower develops...

The flower opens..

Pollination...

She Closes...

She bloats...

She withers... but.. not so much sans beauty, for...

Behind the bloom, a new fruit...

A NEW FRUIT...

And in that fruit, nourishment.

In that nourishment, ALL POTENTIAL...

That fruit bears ALL POTENTIAL, in it's own seed...

Potential to create another Flower...


Slainte, Folks...

Cygnus

9 comments:

Kyddryn said...

Beautiful.

Shade and Sweetwater,
K

Felinae said...

Lovely, Cygnus :)

Smiles~Felinae~

Cygnus MacLlyr said...

Lady Felinae-- I'm glad you enjoyed...

Just.. it WAS lovely working out there. And the CYCLE so prevalent... one of the rare moments where/ when life WAS poetry...

Begged to be recorded.

Thus... couldn't NOT be...

G'nite, pretty feline one...

Cygnus MacLlyr said...

Kyddryn...

Indeed.

Oh; um... we were referring to WHAT, now? Remind this ol' bird...

LoL!!

Take very precious care, lady...

Not The Rockefellers said...

The potential...I am surrounded by it all day...except the garden that I nourish is Kindergarten.

It is hard not to compare the life cycle of a plant with my little charges.

Or even a baby...

From Sept - June

I am very busy working, planning, nourishing, weeding and enjoying my garden, so that all may see the beauty and potential in it's bounty.

It keeps me young.

Peace - Rene

Cygnus MacLlyr said...

The two really aren't so separate, Lady Rock-- er, NOT the ROCK...

hehe...

May it forever do so, Lady.

When it works (as, obviously, it do...)

C.

SunTiger said...

. . . And yet the spent bloom is NOT worthless. There's more besides just expecting great things from the offspring.

May I, after living all of my crone days fully, completely wreak while I rot and thereby serve as that composting catalyst that makes others achieve much greater things.}}

Life goes on: even after we're fertilizer.

Cygnus MacLlyr said...

Nor did I ever mean to imply, Lady Tigress...

Each stage has it's beauty, it's usefulness...

HER PURPOSE...

Here's to catalytic Composting... lol!

Pretty words, Lady SunTigress...

Thank You..

Susan said...

This one? I get. The others? I'm a tard.