T.L. Morrisey

Showing posts with label peace and quiet. Show all posts
Showing posts with label peace and quiet. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 10, 2022

The garden today

Beautiful weather today after two days of cold (+15 C); no mosquitoes, many birds singing, a brilliant red cardinal, some other birds visiting the bird bath, the garden at its height. And life is good.









Monday, August 8, 2022

Your Inner Hermit enjoys gardening

 Photos taken the end of July 2022.


This is Lythrum "Terra Nova", more commonly known as Purple Loosestrife

Hollyhocks




Foxglove

Tuesday, August 2, 2022

Go with your Inner Hermit

Having to live with problems in today's world--war in Europe and a lot of conflict between people in society--I would prescribe gardening for anyone who wants some inner peace and quiet. Go with your Inner Hermit, the eremite gardener, the almost-recluse, the walking in society but not of society... and a few birds along for the journey. Even a tiny garden, a few containers on a balcony, is escape from the world and an invitation to birds and insects to visit. 





Friday, April 1, 2022

Visiting Meadowbrook Golf Course on the last day of March

Here I am yesterday at Meadowbrook Golf Course. No construction today, no other people, a few ducks and Canada geese, it was a short interlude from the busy city that surrounds us.

If you plan to visit remember that the path is very muddy and you'll need proper foot wear. 

Photos taken on 31 March 2022.




A train passes by, otherwise there is no one here









Saturday, March 26, 2022

Spring Gardening About to Begin

What gives meaning to life? Family, fame and fortune, creativity, and gardening. Said with tongue in cheek... 

The garden survived another winter, soon buds will appear on trees and bushes, the grass will begin to grow and turn green, birds are already at the bird bath (a big red cardinal yesterday), and life returns to our frozen north which is thawing, warming, The Good Earth, is that what Pearl Buck called it?

Sometimes winter seems a short intrusion in life, a few months we don't want off but are forced onto us. After the fact it seems a short intrusion.

So, here is my retreat from politics, war, and the world outside of home.

I have no real desire to go anywhere, I have everything I need, at home. 

Here are photographs I took this morning of the garden, making its appearance as the snow melts and the days grow longer and the sun stronger and warmer.