Glorious Green

Cherry Tree Blossom Remnants

I’ve run out of words today so I’m just sharing photos that I made in my yard yesterday and a few quotes and poems about green

Glorious Green…everywhere I look!

Here is a poem by my favorite poet (if you guessed Mary Oliver you got it right):

Green, Green is My Sister’s House

Don’t you dare climb that tree
or even try, they said, or you will be
sent way to the hospital of the
very foolish, if not the other one.
And I suppose, considering my age,
it was fair advice.

 

But the tree is a sister to me, she
lives alone in a green cottage
high in the air and I know what
would happen, she’d clap her green hands,
she’d shake her green hair, she’d
welcome me.  Truly.

 

I try to be good but sometimes
a person just has to break out and
act like the wild and springy thing
one used to be.  It’s impossible not
to remember wild and not want to go back.  So

 

if someday you can’t find me you might
look into that tree or—of course
it’s possible—under it.

– Mary Oliver, “Green, Green is My Sister’s House,” from A Thousand Mornings (Penguin Press, 2012)

May you walk in beauty.

A blade of grass

“Katsa watched the long grass moving around them. The wind pushed it, attacked it, struck it in one place and then another. It rose and fell and rose again. It flowed, like water.”
― Kristin Cashore, Graceling

Fern

“I rose from marsh mud
algae, equisetum, willows,
sweet green, noisy
birds and frogs.”
― Lorine Niedecker

Solomon’s Seal

Tree reflections in the pond

Violets and dandelions in the park area next to our yard

“I can breathe where there is green. Green grows hope. It keeps my heart beating and helps me remember who I am.”
― Courtney M. Privett, Faelost

At the edge of the pond

“May is green and pink and red”
― Richard L. Ratliff

View of my black raspberries and blueberries

Boxelder Tree Seeds