Truth never damages a cause that is just.
Mahatma Gandhi
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Okay, so, many flowers and this apple! We have two apple trees that, quite honestly, we had given up on. We planted them seven years ago, and despite looking rather healthy, didn’t do much. Last year, there was a glimmer of hope with a handful of blooms on each. This year there were even more blossoms. And now we have maybe a dozen fruits on each tree, so fingers crossed I’ll have some more excitement in the form of ripe fall apples. Huzzah!
orange horned poppy
Off to the rest of the garden, with nearly every flower that’s bloomed thus far. It is always so satisfying to see our bounty in photographic form. We grew these!
prickly poppy bonanza!
scabiosa
milkweed
peony
lamb’s ear
red hot poker
sunflower – of which we have probably a hundred ~ a chirping, buzzing delight for the senses.
the hollyhocks keep volunteering!
ratibida
callirhoe
echinacea!
I can hardly believe this survived, as in our garden, we mostly call it rabbit candy because they go nuts for it, generally mowing it to the ground in short order.
monarda
traditional pink and blue hyssop
yarrow
yucca
jupiter’s beard
lavender
desert willow, which isn’t a willow at all…
Happy Summer Friday to you, dear reader!
Advice? I don’t have advice. Stop aspiring and start writing. If you’re writing, you’re a writer. Write like you’re a goddamn death row inmate and the governor is out of the country and there’s no chance for a pardon. Write like you’re clinging to the edge of a cliff, white knuckles, on your last breath, and you’ve got just one last thing to say, like you’re a bird flying over us and you can see everything, and please, for God’s sake, tell us something that will save us from ourselves. Take a deep breath and tell us your deepest, darkest secret, so we can wipe our brow and know that we’re not alone. Write like you have a message from the king. Or don’t. Who knows, maybe you’re one of the lucky ones who doesn’t have to.
Alan Watts
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I have come to believe that the whole world is an enigma, a harmless enigma that is made terrible by our own mad attempt to interpret it as though it had an underlying truth.
Umberto Eco
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