06 June 2015
Weedy Brights - Missoula, Montana
Weeds are flowers too, once you get to know them. - A.A. Milne (1882–1956)
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05 June 2015
Doubt Blossoms - Missoula, Montana
“I don't need you to agree with me," she said quietly. "I'll go away happy with a little bit of doubt. Doubt is good. It's an emotion we can build on. Perhaps if we feed it with curiosity it will blossom into something useful, like suspicion - and action.”
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04 June 2015
Apple Blossoms - Missoula, Montana
“Round them danced the sunbeams bright,
Green the grass-lawn stretched before them
While the apple blossoms white
Hung in rich profusion o’er them.”
– from Apple Blossoms by Will Carleton (1845-1912)
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03 June 2015
Fair Blossom - Missoula, Montana
"Gratitude is the fairest blossom which springs from the soul." - Henry Ward Beecher
02 June 2015
Spring Pinks - Missoula, Montana
"A profusion of pink roses
bending ragged in the rain
speaks to me
of all gentleness and its enduring."
- from The Collected Later Poems of William Carlos Williams
Angling for a close in view of ornamental fruit blossoms, I anticipate this year's yet-to-come blowsy peonys and luscious summer roses - in the height of their glories, fragrantly beckoning from half a block away. It's hard to believe it's already June - but all of summer is yet to arrive, ours for the daily taking in. Tis a soul-restoring thing to be out under the vast sky, even just to sit on the front doorstep, reading in a Saturday sunbeam.
bending ragged in the rain
speaks to me
of all gentleness and its enduring."
- from The Collected Later Poems of William Carlos Williams
Angling for a close in view of ornamental fruit blossoms, I anticipate this year's yet-to-come blowsy peonys and luscious summer roses - in the height of their glories, fragrantly beckoning from half a block away. It's hard to believe it's already June - but all of summer is yet to arrive, ours for the daily taking in. Tis a soul-restoring thing to be out under the vast sky, even just to sit on the front doorstep, reading in a Saturday sunbeam.
01 June 2015
Bee & Blossoms - Missoula, Montana
Sunday's flash hailstorm shut down May and decimated any remaining spring blossoms, so I figured I may as well extend the bloom time via a few days' worth of petal homage.
31 May 2015
Seen Sunset - Missoula, Montana

30 May 2015
Artist's Palette - Missoula, Montana
"Every artist dips his brush in his own soul..." - Henry Ward Beecher (1814-1887)
It seems to me that The Artist dipped into His great well of joy to get just the right hue for these reaching blooms.
It seems to me that The Artist dipped into His great well of joy to get just the right hue for these reaching blooms.
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