Singular Beauty

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old red rose

Today I am choosing to celebrate the first day of summer by focusing on the singular beauty of individual flowers. Technology remains a mystery to me, so I’m not quite sure how I arrived at these images. I only know I felt a strong urge early yesterday morning to get out my camera and record what I found about me, not wanting to miss recording the moment. And these emerged. Perhaps it’s the early morning light that allows their presence to fully illumine themselves in such spectacular beauty. But I enjoy the mystery too much to ever actually try to figure it out. What enchants me most is that these photos, when they come, remind me of painting on black velvet. Only much better. πŸ™‚ Enjoy.
orange-yellowrose
variegated rose
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butterfly bush
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gorgeous new climbing rose (with company)
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simple, simple, and an all-time favorite rose

The Summer Day by Mary Oliver

Who made the world?
Who made the swan, and the black bear?
Who made the grasshopper?
This grasshopper, I mean–
the one who has flung herself out of the grass,
the one who is eating sugar out of my hand,
who is moving her jaws back and forth instead of up and down,
who is gazing around with her enormous and complicated eyes.
Now she lifts her pale forearms and thoroughly washes her face.
Now she snaps her wings open, and floats away.

I don’t know exactly what a prayer is.
I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down
into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass,
how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,
which is what I have been doing all day.
Tell me, what else should I have done?
Doesn’t everything die at last, and too soon?
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?

~ Mary Oliver

rockrose1
rock rose
lily
lily
hydrangea
hydrangea
peptorose
I call this my Pepto Rose. I do.
mallow
mallow
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new butterfly bush (Needs to be planted soon!)
red-pkrose
another heirloom rose
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remind me!

Love and summer blessings!
Kathryn xoxoo

Pamela Polland/Hawaiianized!

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Waaaay back in the 70’s in Sausalito, when Antonia was a little girl, I joined a choir. The director of that choir was a beautiful singer named Pamela Polland and when you read my book Plant Whatever Brings You Joy you will read in part just how important she is in my life. And here we are, both of us, living out our dreams in 2010, still truckin’ and very nicely, thank you. Pamela now lives on the island of Maui, and has for many years. And all these years this accomplished musician has continued to sing her heart out with a wide variety of talented people. And all the while she has moved ever closer to incorporating the Hawaiian culture into her life–and thus ours, as you shall hear.

First I was charmed that Pamela (for years) took hula lessons, and learned to play the ukelele. How exotic, right? πŸ™‚ Here’s my girl.
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And then, immersing herself ever more deeply, she began to study and attempt to master the native language of Hawaii. She took this upon herself as a sacred duty and gift. She has honored the native Hawaiians for as long as I can remember. This was just one more way.

Another fascinating facet of Pamela’s life is that she is a swimmer. Her idea of celebrating her birthdays is to challenge herself to swim ever greater distances, say from cove to distant cove, in the gorgeous ocean that surrounds her island. She goes out with a bevy of beauties whom she affectionately called “mermaids,” of which she is one. And off they go. I have always been in awe of this endeavor as I cannot quite imagine myself doing this, ever. And I have been the lucky recipient of such amazing photos as these.
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And NOW my dear friend, at the very same time I am launching my book (woot!), is releasing her new EP, Pamela Polland’s “Hawaiianized”. Given our closeness and the fact she is also Antonia’s Godmother, I was a lucky lucky girl and got to hear some of her cuts early! And I cried. I did. It made me realize how precious our parallel paths have been all these years, and how incredibly blessed we are to still be creating and I was so very deeply moved by her voice and where she’s coming from inside. I was so inspired, in fact, that I called her and got permission to offer all of you dear souls an inside peek. Because, point of fact, this music will not be available to the public at large for another two weeks, most likely. One, if we are fortunate! πŸ™‚ On iTunes!

So! Without another word I am privileged to share with you my favorite cut (which I have been singing for two days now), “Somewhere Over the Rainbow”–Hawaiianized! Enjoy, dear readers!
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Love and happy blessings,
Kathryn xoxoo

Book Notes: Lavender, The Grower’s Guide

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For far longer than I care to ponder I’ve had a rather hazy relationship with lavender. I know it when I see it. I’ve grown it successfully in the dampness of North Carolina, the deserts of Arizona and the lush soils of California. But could I tell you any details? Not really. So I jumped at the opportunity Timber Press afforded me when they published Lavender: The Grower’s Guide by New Zealand horticulturist Virginia McNaughton.

In my own garden I have a huge plot of lavender in bud, captured here on a recent foggy morning. From my reading this book I believe these are angustifolias, the spindly, skinny versions that we most commonly see in gardens.
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I love the lavender at this stage. It is already ripe with perfume when I water it or brush by it. But I am filled with anticipation of what is about to unfold, because ultimately, this is what this lavender patch will look like, as it did last summer.
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And then it will be a mass of bees and butterflies for weeks and I adore that stage of its life (and mine). This plant is, indeed, a gift to all the bees in your neighborhood.
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happy bee photo courtesy of Antonia Hall

Also gracing my garden are the lavenders called Stoechas. They appear to have little wings on top and are very endearing. Propagation requires taking soft wood cuttings from the plant.
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Lavender has been a regular part of my life for many years now. I use lavender oil regularly in my baths. And I never fail to take a bottle of lavender oil with me when I travel as I know the restorative powers of its fragrance, sprinkled on a pillowcase or, again, in a relaxing bath to take the stress out of travel. The bottle (found at any good health food store) is so small one can easily drop into ones purse and be relied upon as a quick resource when one needs a mental adjustment. I liked the lavender notes in the introduction to this book that read:

“Spiritually, lavender is considered a plant that will raise perceptiveness and take an individual to higher states of consciousness during mediation. Since fabled Lemurian times, special devas or plant guardians were appointed to look after the plants until such time as mankind was able to absorb greater knowledge. Its therapeutic use in aromatherapy and its wide range of healing applications as well as other fragrant and ornamental uses make lavender one of the most versatile of herbs. It is truly a magical plant and those who have ever been enticed and enchanted by its sweet, heady perfume become enamoured for life.”

Yes, I’d say I’m a lifelong fan. You?

Looking about my own environs I discovered a neighbor who had used lavender in a very efficient and beautiful way, lacing it with other plants such as roses, guara, and rock rose, creating a natural boundary between her property and the sidewalk that ran before her home. What a lovely “fence”!
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Happily, Lavender: The Grower’s Guide will serve as the only book you will ever need to identify more than 200 species and cultivars of lavender, and will provide you with all the information you will need to lovingly include this most exquisite addition to your garden. Enjoy!

Love and gardening blessings,
Kathryn xoxo
Footnote pics for Ewa in Poland (See comment below! :)):
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So this is the very old structure holding this in place, Ewa. Have you ever seen lavender this old? No? Neither have I. The woman who most likely planted this was the wife of the man who built this house many decades ago. And this is a small town so old timers remember that she was president of the local gardening club! So in our nineties this is what we apparently have to look forward to in our gardens! πŸ™‚ I guess!

And following is what that patch of lavender looks like at the moment. But within a month or so after all the bees have gathered all their pollen and the butterflies have come to visit and the lizards have hidden underneath it [anyone remember?] it will simply fall over from all the love and visitors. Think of it as the Velveteen Rabbit of Lavenders. πŸ™‚ xoxo
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