GAIA'S HEARTBEAT experience the pulsing earth in photos
Immortalized in poetry
Burned into memory
Anticipation of sunshine here on earth
Only here for a fleeting moment
Returning next spring
Beside the lake beneath the trees fluttering and dancing in the breeze
from William Wordsworth‘s Daffodils
All daffodils photographed in this post were rescued from local homes and cemeteries
This year I had the opportunity to visit the
186th PHS Philadelphia Flower Show
Click on the above link to visit the shows website
My journey there was to begin on Thursday March 5th, but a late winter snow storm thwarted all my plans.
As a young child snow would not have been an obstacle as trains ran daily between the Lehigh Valley and Philadelphia. This was not the case this year. Instead the following day my companion and I had to drive south to Doylestown and board the train at that location to travel into the city. What followed was a step into America’s oldest flower show celebrating the silver screen.
With songs from favorite movies and cinematic music scores playing in the background, people moved through acres of exhibits (click on the link to learn more about the exhibitors and their themes) and vendors.
I took over a hundred pictures and pared them down to 78. Today and tomorrows posts feature some of my favorite photo memories of the flower show.
Hope you enjoy this breath of spring as much as I did.
When you have fewer years in front of you than you do behind you
The gift of each day should be a priority
But life gets in the way and some long for what they had
And others what is to come
With 43 consecutive days of a snow-covered landscape
and the inability to walk garden paths
The anticipation of what is to come draws me back into what was and the moment is lost
Gardens are more than flowers –
They are memories – cherish yours
North winds blew into the valley bringing with it a light blanket of snow
Days before I knew the autumnal freeze was coming
I found myself drawn to the gardens seeking out the last of the autumn flowers
I found some standing tall
Others demure cloaked in leaves
The colors mimicked the rainbow
Memories until next year
As the rays of the midday sun-kissed the earth flowers stretched towards the cosmos
All were equal under the sun
As twilight overtook the gardens shadows elongated and colors began to compete for attention
One particular evening shades of yellow monopolized my sense of sight
And drew insects both beneficial and destructive to petals sporting the color
The Iris and the Lily 