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Bald Cypress Bonsai   Leave a comment

Bald Cypress Bonsai (Huntington Library, Art Museum, and Botanical Gardens) — Image by kenne

Nature’s Harakiri

Crossroads without roads

Bonsai trees slapped by sandstorms

Kites slam in rice fields

 
Iolanda Scripca.

Bonsai Tree   Leave a comment

Bonsai Tree (The Huntington Library, Art Museum, and Botanical Gardens) — Image by kenne

There are no borders in bonsai,

the dove of peace flies to palace

as to a humble house,

to young as to old,

to rich and poor.”

— John Naka

 

Hermit Thrush Forging On The Ground   2 comments

Hermit Thrush (The Huntington Botanical Gardens)– Image by kenne

Foraging on ground

Picking up insects on soil

Hermit thrush blends in.

— kenne

 

Bottlebrushes   Leave a comment

Bottlebrushes (The Huntington Library, Art Museum, and Botanical Gardens) — Images by kenne

Bottlebrushes are native to Australia and The Huntington has among its many gardens an Australian Garden. (March 31, 2022)

The Landmark   Leave a comment

“The Landmark” by Enrique Martínez Celaya at The Huntington Library, Art Collections, and Botanical Gardens — Photo-Artistry by kenne

“We cannot love unless we have accepted the forgiveness,
and the deeper our experience of forgiveness is, the greater is our love.”

– Paul Tillich.

Huntington Zen Garden   Leave a comment

Huntington Zen Garden (March 31, 2022) — Panorama by kenne

I have lost count of the number of times I have visited the Huntington Library, Art Museum, and Botanical Gardens, collections-based research, and educational institution in San Marino, California. The Huntington is like a “riprap” — loose rocks used as a foundation that a person can assemble before them.

Riprap

Lay down these words
Before your mind like rocks,
                       placed solid, by hands
In choice of place, set
Before the body of the mind
                       in space and time:
Solidity of bark, leaf, or wall
                       riprap of things:
Cobble of milky way,
                     straying of planets,
These poems, people,
                       lost ponies with
Dragging saddles—
                      and rocky sure-foot trails.
Game of Go.
                       ants and pebbles
In the thin loam, each rock a word
                     a creek-washed stone
Granite: ingrained
                       with torment of fire and weight
Crystal and sediment linked hot
                       all change, in thoughts,
As well as things.

— Gary Snyder

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