Daily Diversion #142: New Studio View

I am not a plant or flower or tree person. I cannot keep green things alive. I’ve no idea what kind of tree this is-I only know that it overlooks my second-story studio and that it is refreshingly lovely.

New studio view

New studio view.

It’s a beaut, isn’t it?

Take two

Take two: first-floor view from the front porch.

The studio will be ready next week. I can hardly wait.

“To the great tree-loving fraternity we belong. We love trees with universal and unfeigned love, and all things that do grow under them or around them-the whole leaf and root tribe.”-Henry Ward Beecher

Daily Diversion #133: The Last Blooming

We are moving in a couple of weeks. Next year, my window tree will bloom for someone else. Nothing is permanent, but I will never forget my beautiful friend.

Window Tree Blooming

Window Tree Blooming

“Solitary trees, if they grow at all, grow strong.”-Winston Churchill

My Green Friend

My Green Friend

“I like trees because they seem more resigned to the way they have to live than other things do.”-Willa Cather

Daily Diversion #94: All Dressed Up with Nowhere to Go

The lonely tree covered with a coat of snow, a snow coat. All dressed up with nowhere to go.

The lonely tree covered with a coat of snow, a snow coat. All dressed up with nowhere to go. Still guarding my window, whilst playing host to his new friends.

“To be interested in the changing seasons is a happier state of mind than to be hopelessly in love with spring.”-George Santayana

Daily Diversion #91: At My Window, Sad and Lonely*

There lives a tree, just outside my window…

Lonely Tree, Take One

Lonely Tree, Take One

He stands watch over our urban street, nature’s guardian lost in a maze of manufacturing buildings. If he moves his branches just so, other trees come within view. Across the way, down the road. They have their own concerns; he is alone.

Lonely Tree, Take Two

Lonely Tree, Take Two

Telephone poles, wires, patchy squirrels, delicate birds, and empty water bottles interact with him fleetingly, coldly. I wonder if they even speak the same language? Continue reading