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Spring is late…
and I wait…
Stuck in this cold dirt bed
The sun has warmed the asphalt
The sun has warmed the roof
The sun has warmed that abandoned tire
and still I lay here in the dirt
It’s cold beneath this blanket
of Winter’s crusty white reminder…
Come on warmth
Come on rain
Come on storms
Come on worms and hungry birds
Come on crawling bugs and wooly spiders
Come on tendrils pushing forth…
I have fresh spikes of green awaiting
to be the first weeds of Summer…
Let’s break open the hope of Spring…
My belly is full and round
filled with Autumn’s splendid plunder
My roots are bearing down to ground
I’m ready to birth with glorious thunder
a golden bloom…
a fragrant womb…
a bee’s perfume…
an end to my slumbering tomb…

but Spring is late…
and I have to wait…
and wait…
and wait..
and wait.
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Day 9 of National Poetry Month 2017

Words and image by Cicely Robin Laing © 2017

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I remember Summer…

She came and visited for a while…

Hot and full of hunger…

She burned me with her smile…

I still feel the warmth of her breath…

And the heat where her fingers lingered awhile…

She made the flowers bloom and then they withered…

Dried up and left in a pile…

But I miss her now…

I miss her hazy heated style…

For Winter has come to take her place…

Erasing every heated trace under mile after icy mile…

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There’s never enough Spring and Fall for me…

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Photography & Words by Cicely Robin Laing © 2014

 

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The soft mist rolled off into the darkness…

Leaving a trail of tiny dew drops…

A flower, shaded and closed…

Took a breath…

And opened…

Bending to the morning sun…

Unfurling color to invite the eye…

And tease the soul with its transient glory…

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October’s project is one of opportunity…
When I have the opportunity… I will express a bit of nonsense… and post it here…
no pressure… no pain… no puns…

Okay… there may be a few puns… I’m only human…

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Image and words by Cicely Robin Laing © 2014

 

 

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I brush so close to you in search of your lovely nectar…
that your soft pink color becomes my sky…
And the earth below is lost to the feel your soft petals…
Let me bury my nose in your golden treasure…
and get drunk on the fragrance of your passion…
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Flowers have a great deal of power over us all… buzzzzzzzzzzzz!

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Day 22 of my September project… this is for “Macro Monday”

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September’s different themes for each day of the week:
“Macro Monday”
“Tale Spin Tuesday”
“Whatever Wednesday”
“Thoughtful Thursday”
“Family Friday”
“Caturday Saturday”
& “Seriously Silly Sunday”

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Image and words by Cicely Robin Laing © 2014

 

 

 

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Theresa loved the little birds…

Every warm day she would sit in her garden and watch them flit from bush to tree…

She fed them delicate seeds from a little feeder…

and planted sunflowers and asters for the Fall…

For a few special feathered friends…

she had special treats of fruit and suet…

Some of the little birds would land on her shoulder…

or sit in her hand…

And they would sing for her…

or tell her stories in tweets and flicks…

One day a pair of Golden Finches built a nest…

They gathered grass and soft strips of bark…

filling the garden light post until you could barley see the lamp…

Soon, there were eggs…

and then chicks softly complaining of hunger…

Theresa made sure there was plenty of thistle seeds and tiny treats ready…

She watched the babies grow from bobbing mouths to tottering fledglings…

All the while the parents let her be right there beside them…

Once she placed one of the babies back in the nest after a fall…

And she chased the neighborhood cats off by throwing her shoes…

It wasn’t that long before the little babes had mastered flight…

Theresa watched them with wonder…

and a little sadness…

As the the days grew colder…

she knew soon her friends would have to leave…

One day with just a twitch and a tweet…

the little Finch family flew off  South…

Theresa wasn’t lonely…

she still had plenty of other winged friends…

but she often thought of her little golden family…

Hoping they were okay…

and wishing she to could have flown South too…

When the snow came…

She fed the few birds who could brave the cold…

but she missed the brightness of her Summer friends…

When Winter had finished its worst…

and Spring had come again…

Theresa was back in her garden… waiting…

She fed the wrens…

and the robins…

the hummingbirds…

the cardinals…

and the tiny chickadees…

Then one day she felt a soft flutter by her cheek…

There on her shoulder was the bright father finch back to see her…

Mama finch was there too…

They sang a sweet tune…

and then began to gather grass and soft bark…

Theresa felt content…

There would be babies again…

and she would help feed them…

watch them grow…

and see them go…

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Sharing and loving… is better than owning and keeping…

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Day 16 of my September project…

And today is “Tale Spin Tuesday” … A drawing or image, and a “tale”… improvised to go with the image…

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September’s different themes for each day of the week:
“Macro Monday”
“Tale Spin Tuesday”
“Whatever Wednesday”
“Thoughtful Thursday”
“Family Friday”
“Caturday Saturday”
& “Seriously Silly Sunday”

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Image and words by Cicely Robin Laing © 2014

 

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Some always look good in polka-dot…

Though it may look funny on others…

That bold pattern makes one so easy to spot…

But hard to separate out from their brothers…

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My Monarch Garden… is slowly winding down. The last of a handful of caterpillars has finally hung in the “J” formation. It’s ready to shed for the last time before it becomes a chrysalis. None of the butterflies I release now stay for long in my garden. They all have a meal and then head South. Already there are sightings of large groups of Monarchs gathering along their routes to Mexico. The Autumn air is chili at night, but hopes for lots of sunshine during the day to send my friends on their way. If you live south of Minnesota… wave and say “Hi!” to any monarchs you see… they may have come from my garden.  … and when they left, they took a bit of me.

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Current totals as of September 8:
594 eggs and cats collected
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482 Monarch Butterflies successfully released.


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Day 8 of my September project…

Today is “Macro Monday” …  Photographs of things very small and close up…

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September’s different themes for each day of the week:
“Macro Monday”
“Tale Spin Tuesday”
“Whatever Wednesday”
“Thoughtful Thursday”
“Family Friday”
“Caturday Saturday”
& “Seriously Silly Sunday”

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Image and words by Cicely Robin Laing © 2014

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My Monarch Garden Journal 

September in Minnesota means hot days and cool nights… kids at the bus stop and week-end under-grad parties… It also means saying good-bye to my Monarch friends. They are heading to Mexico for the Winter. It’s a long journey, and I hope that they have good weather and plentiful food along their flight path.

As I watch the last few caterpillars much away, I start to compile my numbers for the Summer. I can see that it was an okay year, but could have been much better. Despite my best efforts, we still had a bit of illness among the caterpillars. I don’t know it it was viral or bacterial or something else, but it meant we lost more babies than I would like. As soon as I saw the symptoms I decontaminated my gear, but it’s not like I can take them to a vet for shots. I just keep things as clean as possible and hope for the best…

I also discovered that some data was lost when I went out of town. So, I will have to do a little reconstruction and detection work to get everything adding up right. But no one looks at my numbers but me… so it doesn’t really matter.

I also have hundreds of photos to edit and process. Perhaps I will have a time to put together an album or a calendar for fun.

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Any way…. Here are some numbers

Current running totals as of September 3 :
594 eggs and cats collected
&
474 Monarch Butterflies successfully released.

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Photography by Cicely Robin Laing © 2014

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