Tulips

Tulips must have been the first of God's flowers. They hold his mark. c.e.hollis Sun shines on tulips and they open to the warmth of it. When the sun sets they close and rest. Each day the petals open wider in the sunlight until finally the petals hang backwards. Night comes and they don't close.... Continue Reading →

Dogwood Gardens

“If you have not heard the trees of the field clap their hands, do not think it is because they don't.” McClandish Phillips Walking in the gardens this week, I was thrilled to see the dogwoods blooming like mad. They are the prettiest things. The joy of them feeds your soul like food feeds the... Continue Reading →

Tulips in Spring Gardens

Tulips in the spring garden are like candy, so full of sugar that a person can go into a diabetic coma just looking at them. I visited two gardens this spring to see the bulbs. Tulsa Bontanic Gardens and also Honor Heights Park in Muskogee had daffodils, redbuds, dogwoods, and tulips. I loved the dense... Continue Reading →

A Little Order

"We make a little order where we are, and the big sweep of history on which we can have no effect doesn't overwhelm us. We do it with a garden, with the furnishings of a room, or with sounds and words. We make a little form, and we gain composure." Robert Frost I make my... Continue Reading →

Crabapple Spring

The beauty of spring––we don"t expect it. Every year we are amazed anew at the wonder. c. e. hollis Crabapple blooms remind me of the jelly Mama used to make of those small fruits, with no beauty like other apples, they we re the rejects, the outcasts, and yet they make wonderful tart and tangy... Continue Reading →

Springtime

"I love your spring wind, Lord,...its bright prancing makes me want to dance too, to roll a hoop, throw confetti, gather armloads of flowers." Marjorie Holmes  To be a Child in Spring By Elece Hollis   Run up the hills where the dogwoods bloom Run, jump, and swing sky high. Spring has arrived with sunshine... Continue Reading →

Roses for Today and Tomorrow

  There were no roses today––only hyacinths and a few daffodils. I have worked on my spring flowerbeds. I found my white rose bush in the back flowerbeds, my luscious yellow rose bush, and the red/black velvet––a very old bush planted before I moved to the farm 21 years ago––have all died. I will miss... Continue Reading →

Soul Food Flowers

"Sometimes when you're in a dark place, you think you've been buried, but actually you've been planted. " Lyli Dunbar I planted a lily today. I planted an ugly bulb with dirt clinging to its roots. I dug six inches, spread the roots there in the hole, and turned it point up before I buried... Continue Reading →

Spring Whispers Promises

    Spring whispers promises and I wait through rain showers, in welcome warming sunshine, past misty mornings, and cool musical evenings. I watch buds on trees pop open and show new leaves and flowers. I watch the sprouts rise to reveal the first wonderful colors with hyacinths, crocuses, daffodils, and tulips in the flowerbeds... Continue Reading →

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