I find peace in plenty while walking through an olive grove…
…and I know I am not the only one.
Yes, I am well aware that these trees have been declared a simplistic symbol, the Provence of Provence…
…but I breathe them in and love them now with time and understanding, just like our varying sky.
For the leaves twist with the seasons, dipping into a palette…
… that soothes yet is vibrant enough to inspire a shout or a joyful run…
…while the trunks, raising raides sometimes a hundred years, twist inward with still solidity.
It is my Japanese garden. Ordered and quiet…
…with just enough rustle to sweep away the gray.
*Update: Oooh, I am so excited to be guest-posting today, Thursday, over at the absolutely amazing D. A. Wolf’s blog “Daily Plate of Crazy”:
I hope that you will enjoy and stop over to say hello!*
Done! And how happy I am to be reading poetry after a bit of a break…fills the soul.
So perfect…sigh. You know how to live, my friend!
How lucky you are to have olive groves on your doorstep – they have a special meaning for me too, from my childhood in Portugal. Here in England I grow two in pots to remind me … they don't always cope well with winters here.
Lovely to see your dogs looking handsome and happy (like twins they are!).
And I loved your post over on Big Little Wolf – I would have given your choice of outfit a round of applause 🙂
Oh, my love, how much more I adore you for this piece written at your friend's place. Of course, what none of them realized was that THEY were so dreadfully outdated, while you blazed a new trail (something us Texan's say). Bravissimo.
Oh, Heather….The Hopkin's poem is "God's Grandeur". you'll find the entire (if short) poem at:
http://www.bartleby.com/122/7.html
It's lovely as the day is long, I think….and have thought so since I was a teenager.
To paraphrase your remark?…..I still haven't gotten over it….thirty something years after I first read it.
No need to respond,
david
I love your "little" site!!!
xoxoxoxoxoxoxo
Thank you D, that was what I was aiming for…good to know it rang true for you…
Ah, how I wish it was autumn here too–you know that is my favorite season. And yes! You are completely right! It was Remi who noticed the shift in the light about a month ago…and here it is, nearly 6pm and still very light out.
Isn't it wonderful?
xoxox!
Richard, it is always so lovely to hear from you. And I do believe you! There are actually several Hill Country folks that hang around here who have made the same remark before. But of course, I trust your artist eye to see so many shades and textures. Wishing you well!
Joan! A Joan sighting! Wait, I am so excited to see your lovely face (glowing with that fine spirit I know) that I have to go back and reread your comment…
Oh, it is true, you must have all of the diversity you could wish for in the palm of your hand…how wonderful…
Bisous,
H