A list of all the flowers by season, on bushes, ground covers, perennials, and annuals proved a basket of abundance, especially when I noted how many wild flowers add to the huge bunches.
I found a picture taken 15 years ago of the old crab apple tree in Vermont which grew higher than the roof gable, twenty feet beyond. Imagining its age I guessed 150 years.
When I wrote BENEATH THE TALL BLACK DOOR, nature parables about animals in our…..
Reaping what you s0w and s0wing what you reap, drawing to yourself your own, “birds of a feather flocking together”=CORRESPONDENCE. When I wrote BENEATH THE TALL BLACK DOOR the crabapple tree bloomed in profusion; people came by to take its picture. The peace of the Blue wildflowers-“cornflowers” corresponded to my peace by flanking the entrance and exit to the Appleshed. My ability to perceive nature brought to me a companion artist, the brown mouse of the Atelier-artists’ cave. I wrote…..
I am daily encouraged and inspired by the daily talk with my pets. They even say thank you, I believe. Unafraid to make demands they give to me in eye contact, cuddling, licking my hand, pawing gently on my cheek. When they are thirsty they show me by circling the bowl; what fun to watch them focus on the mountain spring water pouring into the bowl.
Under the covers at night; a coil behind my knees, a plaintiff siren in…..
I am big on looks. It motivates me to clean up and beautify. On this 4th I did post symbols; however, they were home spun from my experience: a calendar from Williamsburg, a red work family quilt, a hand out from the Senior Center on the flag; new glass globes for my kerosene lanterns; timed flicker candles for a window display, to symbolize the call “the British are coming.” The first time we ate under the Mulberry tree, replete with…..
I have done my share, given my all. I have nothing more to say; therefore, I have faith that God will take and run with what I have created. My job is to watch with anticipation. Like the wildflowers planting themselves in perfect borders, scattering themselves for color contrast, grouping themselves for a bouquet–God will place my creation appropriately. I do have the responsibility to see it and believe it when I am unable to see it.
Do you care that you matter? I believe you do. As I consider my roots and generation, life work and region I wonder if I connect in the way all people need. Of course, I do not. What matters is not being all to everyone but being clear about myself. People can take away essence and arrive at the same place I am using a different path. However, I have honed in, refined, and fine tuned my path and message…..
Blue corn flowers flank the entrances to the east and west of the Apple Shed. How did they select and grow in the right places. I have heard a definition of wild flowers that says “they are flowers growing in the wrong places.” Mine are just right. Is it because I am wild? Are you in the right place and people think you are wild-eyed, wild haired? Hans is going to translate a German song about the corn flowers; it…..
My past is a stamp of me. It verifies me and sends me. Recently at the Chamber of Commerce honoring dinner I represented my father who had received the award for community service. At the beginning of mentioning former recipients, JACKIE KELSEY was called out. I stood because it was a singular naming just as I was alone. The time for looking at the group seemed embarrassing long to me so I stopped and sat down. They honored me while…..
The railroad burm is nearly covered with wild yellow flowers ready to bloom any day. I have mowed around the plants to make way for “ground sunbeams” on stems. Other wildflowers join them; two-foot blue cornflowers scatter the parking lot and line up along the edge. They planted themselves just like the purple sky rocket among the violets now finished. Purple displacing purple.
There is a curious two-foot graceful leaning wildflower with a pale yellow daisy- like flower which will…..
“Heart of Leis,”
“The Heart of Leis” from FLIGHT BEYOND THE STARS combines with the “The Red Orchid” and the “The Red Mountain” to demonstrate “the spirit of Aloha” in Jacqueline’s affairs as she travels on the Big Island. The music background for the stories accentuates the story line and helps one to see with the “eye of the heart.” Music director of WGEL radio, Greenville College designed the musical backdrop for stories originally aired on WGRN, in Greenville……
A list of all the flowers by season, on bushes, ground...
Reaping what you s0w and s0wing what you reap, drawing...
I am daily encouraged and inspired by the daily talk...
I am big on looks. It motivates me to clean up and...
I have done my share, given my all. I have nothing...
Jacqueline K. Kelsey, Ph.D. is an alternative learner and leads others to connect and receive from out-of-the-way people in society. Her greatest teachers are humble people and animals. After a full career of teaching literature and writing in college and high schools, she became a teacher educator at the university level…
A list of all the flowers by season, on bushes, ground...
Reaping what you s0w and s0wing what you reap, drawing...
I am daily encouraged and inspired by the daily talk...
I am big on looks. It motivates me to clean up and...
I have done my share, given my all. I have nothing...
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