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CicelyRobinLaing©2014

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People really shouldn’t worry when they don’t understand me… I barely understand myself… and I like it that way…

Step to my side for a magic carpet ride…. I promise that at some point it will unravel…

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And then it will get interesting…

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CicelyRobinLaing©2012

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Layers of night lay across my mental landscape…

I can not see the stars because I have pulled a veil of daylight over my eyes…

I feel sleep coming upon me like the nodding head of a wilted rose…

The petals fall one by one into a pile a top the table where I should be working…

Each one a memory forgotten or a dream set aside…

In the morning I shall awake and find the bloom gone…

And I will not remember it’s name…

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So, I’m sitting here in my home, it’s late at night, and I have to make a decision about what my project will be this month. I’ve had several suggestions from friends and a couple demands… of which I have noted. Then I looked at my calendar… it’s going to be a very busy August. I’m not even sure I will find time to sleep… let alone make art. I feel like I need to choose something… well… “easy”… That may not be the best word for it, but what I need is something soothing and doable. That said… I have decided to go with photographing the flowers in my garden.

GAHHHHHH!  … no… sorry…  that is not a reflection on flowers. I just had a kitten run across my neck! Apparently when we trimmed the claws today… we missed one, or rather two. The evidence of that is the two parallel gashes now going from my neck to my chest… That woke me up a bit.

Anyway… back to flowers… “A Flower a Day” … may keep my sanity at bay… or should that be insanity… It’s late I should be in bed… or as I look at the clock… It’s morning and I wish I had gone to bed…. I start this new project in the afternoon… zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz!

….. Dreaming of flowers…. and blogs that write themselves….

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Photography and words by Cicely Robin Laing © 2014

 

CicelyRobinLaing©2014

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She burns quietly…

Waiting patiently for you…

With fire in her blood…

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Her heart like the sun…

Boils with passions released…

Storms that rage unseen…

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With eyes like embers…

She watches your every move…

Time is on her side…

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Coals hold their heat longer… don’t get burned.

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“Silk Waves and Words” … for July 31th… Last entry for this monthly project.

Tomorrow begins a new project… but I have enjoyed playing and making these images… I imagine more will show up in my blog in the future…

Image and words by Cicely Robin Laing©2014

 

CicelyRobinLaing©2011

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July is at an end… and August begins here in Minnesota… for me, the month of August is full of yellows and oranges… Not just the wings of Monarchs, but of sunflowers, cone flowers and late afternoon sunshine.

I love to be in my garden and watch the butterflies flit from one colorful spot to another. Often when I get home late, I am releasing butterflies into the golden glow of a late August sunset. It’s a tapestry of shadows and spotlights… yellows, purples, reds and whites that dance in the breeze… impossible to capture… impossible not to lose myself in the effort of trying…

Over the next two months I hope to post more new photos of Monarchs in my garden. It will take some time to edit them… but this is a goal. In fact, I may make my September “everyday for a month” project, a new Monarch image everyday. A sort of celebration of the Monarch’s journey back to Mexico… I can’t go with them… but I can honor them…

Anyway…. I digress… I found a few more eggs today. I really need to check the plants down the alley, but I didn’t feel up to it today. Perhaps tomorrow… Released 9 male and 9 female monarchs today…

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My Monarch Garden Journal…

July 30th – Found 9 eggs and one caterpillar… released 18 adults

Total eggs and cats collected 487

Total Monarchs released 282

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Photography by Cicely Robin Laing © 2014

CicelyRobinLaing©2014

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Maybe I shouldn’t play “hide ‘n seek” with my sanity in the tall grass… but it’s ever so much fun!

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If you see my marbles… don’t tell them I’m coming… I want to surprise them.

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Cicely Robin Laing © 2014

Diatom…

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Unicellular…

Beauty on a tiny scale…

Life begins and ends…

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Good things come in tiny packages….

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“Silk Waves and Words” … for July 30th…

Image and words by Cicely Robin Laing©2014

 

CicelyRobinLaing©2014

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How can we work so hard to ignore such a good thing…
Mother nature needs to crack the whip and get us off these darn computers…

Perhaps I spoke too soon… it is still tornado season…

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Shhhhhh…. Maybe she didn’t hear me….

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A Bite of fresh air…

 

 

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