“It’s so curious: one can resist tears and ‘behave’ very well in the hardest hours of grief. But then someone makes you a friendly sign behind a window, or one notices that a flower that was in bud only yesterday has suddenly blossomed, or a letter slips from a drawer . . . and everything collapses. ” ~ Colette
“People from a planet without flowers would think we must be mad with joy the whole time to have such things about us.” ~ Iris Murdoch
The Bradford pears and Tulip trees are in full bloom, and I am reminded of the year I made mother’s day cards from photos I had taken of the trees in bloom—I was very pleased with how they had turned out, but my mother looked at hers and said, “What’s this?” Lex later told me that Mom had complained that I was too cheap to buy a card; Lex tried to explain to her that I had shot the photograph, worked with it on Photoshop, and had the print made. I had thought the gesture special. Oh well.
Anyway, I have to admit that when I was clearing out the thousands of cards in my mother’s drawers, I came across almost every card I had given her in the past decade and sometimes beyond, and the flimsy free homemade card I had made her was there.
Here. Have some flowers of spring:
“Orchard with Blossoming Trees” (1888, oil on canvas) by Vincent van Gogh
“Flowers by the Sea” (1965, oil on composition board) by Fairfield Porter
“Black Will-o-the-Wisp” (date unknown, ink and wash) by Takato Yamamoto
“Wannsee Garden” (1923, oil on canvas) by Max Liebermann
“Petunias” (1925, oil on hardboard panel) by Georgia O’Keeffe
“Bloomy Apple Garden” (1936) by Nikolay Bogdanov-Belsky
“Two Austrian Copper Roses III” (1957, oil on canvas laid down on board) by Georgia O’Keeffe
“Magnolien” (1945, oil on canvas) by Cuno Amiet
“The Poppy FIelds” (c1963) by Anne Redpath
“Sunflowers” (1958-59, oil on board) by Peter Coker
“Poppies and Grasses” (1914, oil on canvas) by Pierre Bonnard
“Yellow Irises” (1901, oil on canvas) by Pablo Picasso
“Still Life with Pansies and Gladiolas” (nd, oil on canvas) by Arthur B. Carles
“Paris Bouquet of Wild Flowers” (1923) by Pierre Bonnard
“Poppy Field” by Michael Creese (nd)
“Poppies and Violet Asters” (nd, watercolor) by Emil Nolde
“Pink and Yellow Tree” (nd, oil on canvas) by Albert Henry Krehbiel
“Marsh Marigolds” (1906) by Wladyslaw Slewinski
“Glass with Wild Flowers” (1890, oil on canvas) by Vincent van Gogh
“Hyacinth” (1941, oil on board) by Chen Baoyi
“Les Roses” (1925-26, oil on canvas) by Claude Monet
“Flower Garden, Pansies” (1908, oil on canvas) by Emil Nolde
“The Orchard” (nd, oil on canvas) by Robert William Vonnoh
“Flowers on a Chair” (1958, oil on canvas) by Adrian Ryan
“Les Dahlias” (1921, oil on canvas) by Tsuguhara Foujita
“Meadow” (1913, oil on canvas) by Mikko Oinonen
“Pink Roses” (1890, oil on canvas) by Vincent van Gogh
“L’amandier en fleurs” (1947) by Pierre Bonnard
“Apple Tree Blooming” aka “The Eternal Spring” (1908) by Maurice Denis
“Spring Breeze” (1946, oil on canvas) by Otto Torsten Andersson
Music by Mussorgsky, “Pictures at an Exhibition” (Promenade), performed by The Rotterdam Philharmonic Orchestra
2 thoughts on ““It’s so curious: one can resist tears and ‘behave’ very well in the hardest hours of grief. But then someone makes you a friendly sign behind a window, or one notices that a flower that was in bud only yesterday has suddenly blossomed, or a letter slips from a drawer . . . and everything collapses. ” ~ Colette”
These are wonderful flowers… Spring really is gorgeous. I always try to watch the fig leaves unfurl…
The Agnes Desarthe book came in the mail and I’m in the middle of it. I’ve got a light schedule this weekend and am recovering from a cat bite (I had the cat outside, someone scared her, I tried to hold onto her because I was afraid I would never see her again.) She did come back. I spent the next few hours at ER, getting glue & Augmentin… I don’t have as much energy, and have curled up to read every evening…
I hope you have a nice weekend, and that all your kindness will be returned fourfold…
I hope you are healing nicely. Nice temperatures even with the drizzle. I wonder if this is what Oregon is like . . . Let me know how you like the book.
These are wonderful flowers… Spring really is gorgeous. I always try to watch the fig leaves unfurl…
The Agnes Desarthe book came in the mail and I’m in the middle of it. I’ve got a light schedule this weekend and am recovering from a cat bite (I had the cat outside, someone scared her, I tried to hold onto her because I was afraid I would never see her again.) She did come back. I spent the next few hours at ER, getting glue & Augmentin… I don’t have as much energy, and have curled up to read every evening…
I hope you have a nice weekend, and that all your kindness will be returned fourfold…
I hope you are healing nicely. Nice temperatures even with the drizzle. I wonder if this is what Oregon is like . . . Let me know how you like the book.