


I’ve been having fun pairing my (mostly) daily Stafford Challenge cheritas with photos from the garden and/or neighborhood. You can find these poems ephemerally in my Instagram stories or archived on my Instagram profile page.
Back story for the first one — our sweet peas are learning to lean INTO the garden from the fence where they climb to avoid being pruned by the deer that come through the easement and nibble.
The second is a closeup of a mimosa tree — I found one on a recent walk that had branches low enough to let me get a picture of those gorgeous blooms.
The last are balloon flowers from a plant in my garden.
Tabatha has this week’s Poetry Friday roundup at The Opposite of Indifference.
Fun and mindful collection. Thanks for sharing your garden Mary Lee, enjoy!
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garden pics and poetry— ahhhh! I always love your cheritas!
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Oh I love these-especially the Juneteenth one. The mimosas are invasive around here, but they do put on quite a show! I’ve been taking pictures of those blooms too!
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Thank you for the walk through your garden in words and pictures. I love balloon flowers but this year the deer are enjoying them, too. Hopefully I’ll get a few blooms soon. And I love cheritas – especially the lessons from the sweet peas.
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Mary Lee, such beautiful cheritas. I love the fluffy fireworks, and what a magical name for the tree–mimosa! Your Juneteenth poem is my favorite. Yes, indeed! Let’s all celebrate; we all need work to all be free.
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Mimosas are medicinal, although I haven’t tried them. They do seem like they would make a beautiful tincture! I love how celebratory the balloon flowers look– nice pairing of poem and nature.
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I didn’t know mimosas grew north. They, and all the flowers are lovely. The flowers this Poetry Friday have given me a garden of beauty online! Your messages make them even more wonderful, Mary Lee, for ALL of US!
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Pics and poems – a perfect combo. Thanks, especially, for the mimosa’s fluffy fireworks. I’m loving seeing them here in NC. We had them in our back yard growing up in OK.
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They are all beautifully matched. I really like the mimosa photos.
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You sent me down a rabbit hole with mimosa… A family property was called Mimosa and it was named for a wattle plant. With a bright yellow flower. (https://www.theguardian.com/lifeandstyle/2024/jan/19/a-hardy-mimosa-tree-brings-a-blast-of-sunshine-to-a-chilly-garden) But then your pic/poem popped up… And I knew that plant! (Pretty sure it gives me hayfever!) But it’s not what I’d known as mimosa. So that sent me to Google… which said mimosa was a plant that we call sensitive weed. Different again!! (Curiouser and curiouser…) It’s similar to the plant you shared (leaf/pink puffs) – but it’s a ground cover. And it reacts to touch. (Cool video here – https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BLTcVNyOhUc&ab_channel=NikTheCat) So now you know about the many and varied mimosa plants. 🙂
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Mary Lee, your snippets are filled with happiness and joy. We are on a family vacation in Punta Cana and the landscapes are lush. I praise your collection that sends amazing vibes out to the world.
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I really enjoy your poetry posts on Instagram and love they have a name – snippets. Is there a specific poetry form you are using for them? I have never seen a mimosa tree…now I’m going to be on a hunt for one.
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Thanks for the peek into your mostly-daily practice, Mary Lee! Gorgeous cheritas.
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I did not know about balloon flowers! What fun! Do they float? I’m inspired to try to write to some of my wildflower -trail photos I take thru the summer. Thank you!
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What cool “snippets,” Mary Lee. Those mimosa flowers! Fluffy fireworks–yes!
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I love these snippets and the wonderful pairing of image and words.
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Lovely garden pictures and poems. I am awed by your daily dedication to this form. “fluffy fireworks” is a perfect description of mimosa blossoms. And your proclamation that everyone should celebrate Juneteenth speaks truth. I’m amazed that there are people who don’t have a clue.
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Love the pics and the poems, Mary Lee! Our balloon flowers haven’t bloomed yet.
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