This morning, I walked about our place gathering blossoms from all the wild (native) flowers that surround us during these sweet weeks. ("Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow...." ) I wonder how many of the plants we think of as 'native' migrate here by way of seeds blown across great distances -- perhaps oceans? Are we any different?
This first haiga is a photo of the 'native' nosegay. If you look closely at the second image, you will see the immigrants I added to the little bouquet -- the ones we have planted, not out of necessity, but out of love.
My haiga & Common Ground offering are inspired by reflecting on their easy peaceful coexistence......
gathering wild bloomsthis morning; wild rose, lupine
ninebark, blue camus, pink smoke
immigrant pansies, lilacs
share sweet common ground
7 comments:
a lovely arrangement of both words and flowers
Really beautiful work!
a beautiful still life of flowers and matching haiku...lovely :)
Better late than never, right?
A great take on this prompt. I enjoyed this very much. Thanks
Gorgeous photos...and I love how adding in the "immigrants" has enriched the "natives" nosegay. So true.
Thank you for sharing your ponderings, both in words and in photographs!
A clever twist to the prompt, Marti. And true, as well. But what happens when the vase becomes so crowded we cannot see the individual blossoms? All living things need to room to grow. It is a mystery. As always the photos are gorgeous.
Thanks all of you! I wondered if anyone would bring up the 'crowded vase', and its obvious limits. There are limits, to be sure. The population of blooms in the 2nd image was at max. So how CAN we balance out the needs of all the inhabitants AND the earth itself?
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