I mentioned on my About page on my blog An Old Dog Learning to Blog, that I like flowers. I created this blog last year but never put it out into the world. Today I’d like to present my blog of Simply Flowers. Only photos I’ve taken with a few lovely words by famous people about flowers. Please take a look if you like to look at nice pics of flowers and thanks for visiting, if you get the chance 🙂 🙂
“With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come.”
― William Shakespeare, The Merchant of Venice
“It takes a long time to become young.” Pablo Picasso
Let them eat cake. Marie Antoinette
“You know you’re getting old when you get that one candle on the cake. It’s like, ‘See if you can blow this out.” Jerry Seinfeld
Nobody sees a flower –
– it is so small it takes time –
-we haven’t time-
and to see takes time, like to have a friend takes time.
“What we do see depends mainly on what we look for. … In the same field the farmer will notice the crop, the geologists the fossils, botanists the flowers, artists the colouring, sportmen the cover for the game. Though we may all look at the same things, it does not all follow that we should see them.”
― John Lubbock, The Beauties of Nature and the Wonders of the World We Live in
It takes strength to be firm,
It takes courage to be gentle.
It takes strength to conquer,
It takes courage to surrender.
It takes strength to be certain,
It takes courage to have doubt.
It takes strength to fit in,
It takes courage to stand out.
It takes strength to feel a friend’s pain,
It takes courage to feel your own pain.
It takes strength to endure abuse,
It takes courage to stop it.
It takes strength to stand alone,
It takes courage to lean on another.
It takes strength to love,
It takes courage to be loved.
It takes strength to survive,
It takes courage to live.
Author unknown, I found the poem here
Ok, That title is a bit misleading. And contrary to my blog’s expressed purpose – that all pics are taken by me – that’s not the case in this post either. Sorry to disappoint. But it was time to expand my repertoire.
Actually, this post is about an article I read recently. The title of the article is “Why these Dutch flower paintings bear no resemblance to reality – review” and you can find the article here
It’s rather interesting to read what the reviewer says about Dutch flower paintings:
This, of course, is the point about Dutch flower paintings: despite their breathtaking illusionism, detailing with bejewelled precision individual blooms, as well as insects including silkworms, butterflies and sundry other critters, they do not reflect reality.
A typical Dutch flower painting presents a panoply of rare petals that could never actually bloom together at the same time. In other words, it is a construct, a botanical impossibility, an exercise in sublime artifice pieced together from earlier studies.
Poem by Emily Dickinson
I tend my flowers for thee
“I tend my flowers for thee —
My Fuchsia’s Coral Seams
Rip — while the Sower — dreams —
Geraniums — tint — and spot —
Low Daisies — dot —
My Cactus — splits her Beard
To show her throat —
Carnations — tip their spice —
And Bees — pick up —
A Hyacinth — I hid —
Puts out a Ruffled Head —
And odors fall
From flasks — so small —
You marvel how they held —
Globe Roses — break their satin glake —
Upon my Garden floor —
Yet — thou — not there —
I had as lief they bore
No Crimson — more —
Thy flower — be gay —
Her Lord — away!
It ill becometh me —
I’ll dwell in Calyx — Gray —
How modestly — alway —
Thy Daisy —
Draped for thee”
“You’re only here for a short visit. Don’t hurry, don’t worry. And be sure to smell the flowers along the way.“
“Give me odorous at sunrise a garden of beautiful flowers where I can walk undisturbed.” Walt Whitman
“To live in this world, you must be able to do three things: to love what is mortal; to hold it against your bones knowing your own life depends on it; and, when the time comes to let it go, to let it go.” Mary Oliver
A Poem by Mary Oliver
I KNOW SOMEONE
“I know someone who kisses the way
a flower opens, but more rapidly.
Flowers are sweet. They have
short, beatific lives. They offer
much pleasure. There is
nothing in the world that can be said
Sad, isn’t it, that all they can kiss
is the air.
Yes, yes! We are the lucky ones.”
Mary Oliver quotes:
“Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?”
“When it’s over, I want to say: all my life I was a bride married to amazement. I was the bridegroom, taking the world into my arms.”
“To pay attention, this is our endless and proper work.”
“A weed is but an unloved flower.”
― Ella Wheeler Wilcox
“One person’s weed is another person’s wildflower.”
― Susan Wittig Albert, An Unthymely Death and Other Garden Mysteries
“Flowers didn’t ask to be flowers and I didn’t ask to be me.”
“I felt after I finished Slaughterhouse-Five that I didn’t have to write at all anymore if I didn’t want to. It was the end of some sort of career. I don’t know why, exactly. I suppose that flowers, when they’re through blooming, have some sort of awareness of some purpose having been served. Flowers didn’t ask to be flowers and I didn’t ask to be me. At the end of Slaughterhouse-Five…I had a shutting-off feeling…that I had done what I was supposed to do and everything was OK .” ― Kurt Vonnegut, Conversations with Kurt Vonnegut (underlining is mine)
“The more often we see the things around us – even the beautiful and wonderful things – the more they become invisible to us. That is why we often take for granted the beauty of this world: the flowers, the trees, the birds, the clouds – even those we love. Because we see things so often, we see them less and less.”
Joseph B. Wirthlin
“Flowers always make people better, happier, and more helpful; they are sunshine, food and medicine to the mind.”
― Luther Burbank