Ghostly visible as winter’s “Fresh Blueberries” summer’s Christmas scene © 2017 by Violet Nesdoly *********** I photographed the Christmas scene above last August when we were visiting the kids up north. I wondered how many times I had passed it and not even seen it. It made me think of other things we see and… Continue reading Ghostly visible
Parade—band, balloons horses, bulls, flags, floats, tractors and candy vultures! © 2017 by Violet Nesdoly (All rights reserved) *********** It’s parade season! These photos were taken last year when we were visiting the kids/grandkids in Dawson Creek. The Friday noon parade introduced a weekend of rodeo fun! For more poetry fun, visit Poetry Friday, hosted… Continue reading Parade!
Thirteenth Summer It wasn’t that I could not get up the nerve to water-ski or that I hated myself in a bathing suit It was bare feet of tanned twins next to mine in that Waskesiu boat smoothly brown as Indian princesses nails polished the pink of shells beside my pasty sandaled peasants that made… Continue reading Thirteenth Summer
I just love the post-blossom stage of clematis flowers. To me they look a lot like tousle-headed children. *********** This post is linked to Poetry Friday, hosted today by Catherine at Reading to the Core.
Dunsmuir Garden Hollyhocks, apples, lavender, lettuce, Swiss chard love close company. Friendships grow across the fence-- thriving in community. © 2016 by Violet Nesdoly (All rights reserved) ************ I haven't had a garden of pretties and edibles for some years now. We're not allowed to grow food plants in the garden beds of our townhouse.… Continue reading Dunsmuir Garden
One of the things we did on our holiday was go to the Dawson Creek Rodeo. What a fun afternoon and evening in a stadium that looked out on picturesque prairie. It was like being on the set of Heartland! What I love to do at rodeos is to challenge myself with getting shots of… Continue reading Rodeo Senryu
As we made plans for the summer, I knew our back-and-forths would make it hard for me to do much writing. So I decided to keep it simple and combine poetry-writing with my love of photography... a sort of haiga. Here are three gardens I snapped in last little while (sadly none of them are… Continue reading Summer pickings
Welcome to Poetry Friday, hosted right here this week. In western Canada, we've had an extra early start to the forest fire season this year. Last week the entire town of Fort McMurray in north-east Albert had to evacuate (85,000+ people). A fire that had started just few days earlier was whipped into a frenzy… Continue reading Poetry Friday – fiery edition
Wild Rose Roundabout I unfurl my face to you— now that it’s almost May. It was a juicy April with lots of wet-root days. To January and February’s sparrows and chickadees my shriveled red ancestors were food. Leaves paled and lost their grip driven crazy by November’s gales. Ripening in August heat, hard green hips… Continue reading Wild Rose Roundabout (NPM ’16-Day 29)
As I mentioned in part 1, Dawson Trail, in Dawson Creek, B.C. is lined with granite boulders that have tanka engraved on them. These poems celebrate the seasons, flowers, birds, and critters of the area. If you missed part 1, it's HERE. Here are four more poems you'll find on the Dawson Trail. If… Continue reading Dawson Trail Tanka (2)
Violet Nesdoly 