Let us ride together, Blowing mane and hair, Careless of the weather, Miles ahead of care, Ring of hoof and snaffle, Swing of waist and hip, Trotting down the twisted road With the world let slip. Anonymous riding song.
Along for the ride:
Monday, May 25, 2009
Iris-Hint to Grand Couturiers
Dear Grand Couturiers,
I have yet to see a red-carpet ensemble as beautiful as this.
Beautiful, a stunning spectacle in the garden. But, would your really want to wear them? On your head, maybe? ER, thank you so much for my award, I am honoured indeed. Is this one where I have to reply to a number of questions before I pass it on? Sorry, to be thick, no doubt it's senior moment time.
Hi ER, just wanted to let you know that I haven't forgotten your wonderful award, was planning on responding properly this weekend but got bushwhacked by... life ! Sometimes life must be lived before blogging, but gosh-blog-it, I'm not going to neglect those zombie chickens... I wouldn't dare to, as I'm sure the revenge of the ignored zombie chicken is fearful.
Your riding time sounds wonderful... don't know if I mentioned I have a 15 year old daughter who rides alot here, oh yes, I did when discussing the Camargue ride there not far back, anyway, she loves it, and I have the impression her lessons are fairly intense.
Love your iris piece here... is man capable of creating anything that can surpass the beauty already rampant in nature? When I notice the difference between what the human eye can see and remember, versus what even the most advanced camera can catch... there is still a world of difference. Cheers !
In reverse order: Owen, I recognize that everyone has lives to attend to. It took me a month to post the award you gave me. Take your time. You are a photographer. I was thinking that if you had photographed the iris it would have been even more beautiful. I am just point and click to capture the moment. No skills beyond paying attention to deserving subjects. Friko: The instructions for your award are in a post entitled "Who Me?" which is just down the page. I was imagining Nicole Kidman in a slender and ravishing Channel Creation. Not me! Jean and @eloh, Velvet is the best description. I had this iris at my last home and dug it up to move with me last year. I am happy it bounced back.
If I were a tree, I would be a London Plane. I am gregarious but enjoy solitude. I am English in my heart and soul, but still have room for other nations. I have lived in six countries and picked up a French husband along the way. We have a wonderful, kind, strong-minded daughter who has become a "Human of whom to be proud". I am a magnet for the lost. I foster collies (and collie cousins and the occasional, accidental, cat or crow). Those I have saved have saved me in return. I notice the world around me and often talk to strangers. Traveling alone is interesting, liberating and fulfilling. I am good at most things that I undertake but have few formal qualifications. I am able to have and treasure friends with whom I disagree about almost everything. My life is not over. Who knows where I am headed?
A ponyism is one of Life's Truths perceived from the perspective of an Effing Pony: - Life's a Bluff! - Those who aspire to make their mark on this world must expect to scrape some skin on the walls of experience. - The greatest value of money is as the currency of Hope.
- To be an Ass or an Asset, that is the question?
-Selective memory is but the first step on the path to magical thinking.
-Not all Baggage comes with wheels. -When your hero is a horse you are less likely to be disappointed than were he a human.
-Unfortunately, great wealth does not always equate with class.
-A dick, surrounded by puppies, remains a dick. -What better antidote to evil than kittens? -Any time you have something heavy, ready to drop, your cat will sit right below and look up at you.
Beautiful and an unusual color combination.
ReplyDeleteThe couturiers could use a few lessons in design from nature. Some of those runway fashions.....well, I surely wouldn't wear them, even on a bad day.
Oh those are so pretty. There are some in a flower bed that belongs to one of our new banks. It is the most unusual violet, it looks like velvet.
ReplyDeleteI love the two tone ones best, though. Mine are all either yellow or the common violet.
Beautiful, a stunning spectacle in the garden. But, would your really want to wear them? On your head, maybe?
ReplyDeleteER, thank you so much for my award, I am honoured indeed. Is this one where I have to reply to a number of questions before I pass it on?
Sorry, to be thick, no doubt it's senior moment time.
Hi ER, just wanted to let you know that I haven't forgotten your wonderful award, was planning on responding properly this weekend but got bushwhacked by... life ! Sometimes life must be lived before blogging, but gosh-blog-it, I'm not going to neglect those zombie chickens... I wouldn't dare to, as I'm sure the revenge of the ignored zombie chicken is fearful.
ReplyDeleteYour riding time sounds wonderful... don't know if I mentioned I have a 15 year old daughter who rides alot here, oh yes, I did when discussing the Camargue ride there not far back, anyway, she loves it, and I have the impression her lessons are fairly intense.
Love your iris piece here... is man capable of creating anything that can surpass the beauty already rampant in nature? When I notice the difference between what the human eye can see and remember, versus what even the most advanced camera can catch... there is still a world of difference.
Cheers !
In reverse order:
ReplyDeleteOwen, I recognize that everyone has lives to attend to. It took me a month to post the award you gave me. Take your time. You are a photographer. I was thinking that if you had photographed the iris it would have been even more beautiful. I am just point and click to capture the moment. No skills beyond paying attention to deserving subjects.
Friko: The instructions for your award are in a post entitled "Who Me?" which is just down the page. I was imagining Nicole Kidman in a slender and ravishing Channel Creation. Not me!
Jean and @eloh, Velvet is the best description. I had this iris at my last home and dug it up to move with me last year. I am happy it bounced back.