Category Archives: flowers

Yellow Blooms in Early April

After our aunt Ruth Stein died in 2011, our cousin Ann Monahan reliably sent us lively messages of remembrance on Ruth’s birthday, April 9. She often introduced her cheers for Ruth with the yellow blooms of early April.
Ann’s death on April 7 this year cut short such special poetic reminders to us and countless others in her life. The striking loss led me to gather images of yellow blossoms, in honor of Ann’s great array of ways to supportively connect people.

Tina Gram’s Garden: Subtle Reds with Many More Variations

In response to recent posts, Tina selected subtle reds, amidst numerous other subtle and dramatic colors in her garden. She reminds us to “appreciate the amazing variation of red tones in the flower kingdom!” Captions identify the red blooms only, while others enliven and enrich each whole view of her Somerville garden.

Dramatic Reds in Different Places

As a spectacular sequel to “Dramatic Reds in Salem Garden,” Barbara Nachmias-Kedesdy offers an arresting array of reds from her travels and previous home.

Reflecting on Selecting Tulip Photos

While reviewing ninety recent iPhone photos of tulips, I questioned whether I could limit myself to posting only seven (my usual self-imposed limit). Yet as I narrowed down and edited I began to doubt if any of my photos were doing justice to the truly real appealing tulips everywhere I walked this week. Anyway here are photos that at least allude to what tulips have been offering in my neighborhood as April ends and May begins.

Edible Plants and Memories of Minna Lee, part four*

Photos and text by John Miller; text by Brad Gurman with photo by Bernard Lee
*fourth of five parts, so far, with responses from friends and family to my request for photos and text related to edible plants in the life or remembrance of Minna Lee (1917-2005) prompted by her birthday on August 23.

A rush — Still Learning To See

The sun-powered rush to grow, bloom and reproduce is under full steam now with wave after wave of plants hoisting their flowers up to the wind and/or the pollinators and the eyes of those who are seeing. They tempt with color—much of it invisible to my human eye—and scent and, for the insects, tiny magnetic […]Continue reading “A rush — Still Learning To See”