Gardening

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If the ‘outer’ is the representation of the ‘inner’, as within so without, then gardening also has a greater reality than it appears in sense.
What could it be, this greater reality of gardening, becomes apparent in the endeavour to see, what it is.
What gets in the way of seeing, that has to be dug into, plucked, discarded and recycled?
And what of the flower, it’s greater reality, such beauty of colour and form?
Weeding works, what you water grows …
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Love the flowers and the poem :)
Some great shots here. These flowers are so beautiful!
Thanks Zee. The whole garden is alive with some creature coming and going. The flowers serve in all ways a flower can.
Such delicate details.
They are, for sure. A lovely thing …
Beautiful detail
Indeed … Thanks to something else.
Your photography makes me feel the textures of the flowers with the eyes.
That’s a good way of saying you are in the sense of it, not in the mind-ing of it.
The pics look more like paintings. Not too much structures…it seems the colours are so bright, that structures are invisible.
Not much structure in the background all right, the benefit of large aperture. But it’s all relative, isn’t it.
I trust the colour isn’t too saturated, I still see detail where I want it.
Oh.My.Goodness! The colors are spectacular!
They are, aren’t they. The garden is flourishing.