tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23047857.post8106352754739993694..comments2024-03-17T19:32:26.043+00:00Comments on Daughter of the Soil: A wildflower interludeRebsie Fairholmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17811733792196954188noreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23047857.post-51125399488506521802010-07-29T13:48:47.790+01:002010-07-29T13:48:47.790+01:00Thank you for sharing. Wonderful post. I appreciat...Thank you for sharing. Wonderful post. I appreciate it.LENAhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00989268734227332986noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23047857.post-63810574224464847292010-06-17T13:58:12.386+01:002010-06-17T13:58:12.386+01:00Yeah ... something didn't look quite right abo...Yeah ... something didn't look quite right about it! We don't want alien poetry on the blog. I'm sure there are other sites for that.Rebsie Fairholmhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17811733792196954188noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23047857.post-90004865013808416532010-06-17T06:39:11.643+01:002010-06-17T06:39:11.643+01:00Ah, yes.
Good job you didn't stick "E.T....Ah, yes.<br /><br />Good job you didn't stick "E.T." at the bottom - it might have conjured up the wrong sort of images. BMXs and California, for example.Rhizowenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13898344291012563139noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23047857.post-72372373733411518012010-06-17T01:37:28.718+01:002010-06-17T01:37:28.718+01:00It rains, and nothing stirs within the fence
Anywh...It rains, and nothing stirs within the fence<br />Anywhere through the orchard's untrodden, dense<br />Forest of parsley. The great diamonds<br />Of rain on the grassblades there is none to break,<br />Or the fallen petals further down to shake.<br /><br />And I am nearly as happy as possible<br />To search the wilderness in vain though well,<br />To think of two walking, kissing there,<br />Drenched, yet forgetting the kisses of the rain:<br />Sad, too, to think that never, never again,<br /><br />Unless alone, so happy shall I walk<br />In the rain. When I turn away, on its fine stalk<br />Twilight has fined to naught, the parsley flower<br />Figures, suspended still and ghostly white,<br />The past hovering as it revisits the light.Rebsie Fairholmhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17811733792196954188noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23047857.post-6193589070917903862010-06-17T01:35:37.365+01:002010-06-17T01:35:37.365+01:00Thank you Nome. I have to look up most of the Lati...Thank you Nome. I have to look up most of the Latin names 'cause I can never remember them.Rebsie Fairholmhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17811733792196954188noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23047857.post-14586932915212858102010-06-14T20:31:56.260+01:002010-06-14T20:31:56.260+01:00Wow, that's an incredible photo of the storm. ...Wow, that's an incredible photo of the storm. And the others are gorgeous too - you shame me with your plant knowledge!Nomehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03883852903828005065noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23047857.post-82932347724114734882010-06-13T23:19:35.891+01:002010-06-13T23:19:35.891+01:00Come on somebody - stick an Edward Thomas quote in...Come on somebody - stick an Edward Thomas quote in. You know you want to.Rhizowenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13898344291012563139noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23047857.post-43926237049033330142010-06-13T11:53:49.040+01:002010-06-13T11:53:49.040+01:00Thank you Ewa. I was born only five miles from thi...Thank you Ewa. I was born only five miles from this hill and I still have to pinch myself to believe I live somewhere this beautiful.<br /><br />To the person whose comment I removed: I have a strict no-advertising policy on this blog, even when the things you're promoting are in keeping with my ideals. If you'd to be treated as a human rather than a spammer, you're welcome to come back and leave a human comment.Rebsie Fairholmhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17811733792196954188noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23047857.post-24307840626375784392010-06-13T11:10:04.193+01:002010-06-13T11:10:04.193+01:00This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23047857.post-14301307500447820512010-06-13T11:02:59.786+01:002010-06-13T11:02:59.786+01:00Oh, you are living in that wonderful area, I have ...Oh, you are living in that wonderful area, I have visited in May! Malvern Hills area is one of the most picturesque. You are truly blessed, girl.Ewa in the Gardenhttp://ewainthegarden.blogspot.com/2010/05/garden-bloggers-unite-at-three-counties.htmlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23047857.post-11250956269608931032010-06-12T00:59:31.511+01:002010-06-12T00:59:31.511+01:00Braiding
Of floating flames across the mountain br...Braiding<br />Of floating flames across the mountain brow.<br /><br />Brooding<br />Of stillness; and a sighing of the bough.<br /><br />Stirs<br />Of leaflets in the gloom; soft petal-showers;<br /><br />Stars<br />Expanding with the starr'd nocturnal flowers.<br /><br />W.O.Rebsie Fairholmhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17811733792196954188noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23047857.post-10431095294378579452010-06-11T05:18:01.857+01:002010-06-11T05:18:01.857+01:00"...Of the fierce wind, while mid-day lightni..."...Of the fierce wind, while mid-day lightnings prowl<br />Insidiously, untimely thunders growl;<br />While trees, dim-seen, in frenzied numbers, tear<br />The lingering remnant of their yellow hair..."<br /><br />W.W.Danielnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23047857.post-11429021714781985942010-06-11T01:19:38.863+01:002010-06-11T01:19:38.863+01:00Glad you enjoyed it Jeremy.
Kath... thick-man'...Glad you enjoyed it Jeremy.<br /><br />Kath... thick-man's-weather-glass - that is funny. They also close up in the afternoon regardless of weather, so are not much use to late risers like me. Sounds like you have a similar neighbour situation to me ... mine have an immaculate sterile garden and find all my activities incomprehensible. Especially the seed saving - they cannot fathom why I grow vegetables and then don't eat them.<br /><br />Bilbo ... I love elemental power! I'm not very good at resisting the lure of nature's beauty, and have a bit of a track record of throwing myself into Scottish lochs.<br /><br />Owen ... now there's an intriguing thought. I admit I know absolutely nothing about how scarlet pimpernels reproduce but that colour does look to me like a halfway house between red and blue. But in six years I've never seen any segregation - which I would expect if it was in any way heterozygous. I find mostly scarlets and a handful of mauves. I would have thought I'd see some blues segregating out by now, but the mauve is absolutely consistent.Rebsie Fairholmhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17811733792196954188noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23047857.post-86840881737039571932010-06-10T23:43:15.691+01:002010-06-10T23:43:15.691+01:00There's something magical about limestone - bo...There's something magical about limestone - both the rock itself and the exquisite flora that develops on it. The rhododendrons here don't seem to be adequate compensation for the absence of pasque flower, meadow cranesbill, melancholy thistle, rock rose....... <br /><br />I've never seen a mauve scarlet pimpernel before. presumably there's some sort of combined action of red and blue alleles - codominance?Rhizowenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13898344291012563139noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23047857.post-82272488581698351882010-06-10T23:08:55.880+01:002010-06-10T23:08:55.880+01:00I know what you mean about storms - all that eleme...I know what you mean about storms - all that elemental power. Anyone who thinks that humans are important just needs to experience a <i>real</i> storm to understand how small we are.<br /><br />Unfortunately, stand on a hilltop around here in the middle of a storm and run the serious risk of being mistaken for a convenient lightening conductor ...<br /><br />Great post, lovely photos, thanks.BilboWagginshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06913801147278606148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23047857.post-36417639582240141592010-06-10T09:42:00.278+01:002010-06-10T09:42:00.278+01:00We are wild-flower walkers too. My husband is a r...We are wild-flower walkers too. My husband is a recorder for the Botanical Society of the British Isles so we are always on the look-out.<br /><br />I have always pictured the Lotus Eaters as tucking into a plate of bacon and eggs but it's such an obscure idea that I've never shared it before!<br /><br />I do like your purple pimpernel. I know that as Poor Man's Weather-glass because it opens in the sun (although by then you know it's sunny - maybe it should be called thick-man's weather-glass?) <br /><br />We had a purplish one last year but it has not come through in this year's. My perfectionist gardening neighbour watches in puzzlement at my style of gardening.Kathhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12841961223771293021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23047857.post-23812315866220739442010-06-10T09:12:50.072+01:002010-06-10T09:12:50.072+01:00You take me back to my own walks on those hills. t...You take me back to my own walks on those hills. thanks.Jeremyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04639265958695262241noreply@blogger.com