The rose in bloom, the
clematis has opened her ninth throat to sing purple, new campion rose
and blue jacobs ladder flowering as the purple penstamon —
its last days on the horizon — are dropping rounded flowers when the
bee asks too much...
I sit
here
at dusk, my favorite time. The hummingbirds frantic drink gallons
to them, tip sipps to us, to satiate and go to stasis sleep like
shortterm bear hibernation. The swallows ... their magnificent
abstract soaring and dropping and cornering like a ripple round a rock,
catch the mosquitos that search for warm blood.
There
are
seven swallows, no longer just four as the mates raised their hatch,
and they teach them the wonderful dance of dusk. Night hawk
begins calling, echos of hunt, upon winds invisible that sound haunts
then whoosh like a wind tunnel when the drop for the prey ... ah dusk.
I
shall tip my glass of colorado and garden in the pines to all my dear
friends who visit here.
lisbeth
west
©2005.16.11 lisbeth west
Teardrop This wildflower called to me - and I send it to you with love. |
Shelly's BalletMy dear friend Shelly parents as if she is dancing a ballet - love, compassion, humor, education, fun... The colors in this painting remind me of her subtle dance. |
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City Door / Country DoorThis set shows the deep colors green and red in wonderful design on both a city door (with a padlock) and a country door (open). Available individual or in set. |
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