Sallyacious: The Arboretum Project, Week Sixteen

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April 25, 2006

The Arboretum Project, Week Sixteen

Panorama 4-24-06

So here's Week Sixteen. I took them Monday because by the time we got back to town on Sunday, I could barely keep my eyes open. I certainly wasn't going to be noticing anything if I wandered about the arboretum that day, so I decided to wait till Monday afternoon.

Which was a pity, because Sunday was warm and sunny and gorgeous. And Monday was windy and overcast. But that's okay. Because I took 300 pictures anyhow. I'm sharing slightly more than 10% with you today.

Cherry Trunk

Curly

Daff

I knew, by the way, that I was going to be out of control once things really started blooming. I was right. I have taken hundreds of pictures of flowers, and it's only going to get worse as April ends and May begins.

Just so you know.

Diamonds

A New Angle

Berry Blossom

Maypole

Brown and Yellow

Bursting

All the Green

Daff Cluster

Daff II

Emerging Purple

Finch

He's there, slightly below dead center.

Four

Hiding

In the Open

Pink III

Into Asia

The above photo has the name it does because of the way the arboretum is organized. Trees that are native to certain parts of the world tend to be grouped together. Hence all the magnolias being in one specific spot, and the viburnum being in another. That's why one hill is mostly pines and conifers and the other is mostly deciduous trees.

Knothole

I cannot believe this robin let me get so close.

Ruffled

Green Fire

Pink II

Less Ruffled

Twig

Wood and Rock

Have I mentioned that I have fallen completely in love with magnolia blossoms? I'm going to have to plant a tree in the yard. They're just too, too gorgeous. Of course, in a couple of weeks I will be all over the dogwoods.

Magnolia III

Maple Reflection

More Red

Piggyback

Two

Window

Pink and White

I just love this froth of blossoms. It makes me happy.

Red, Red Robin

Pink

This next picture made me think of Harriet's portion of the sonnet from Gaudy Night:

Here then at home, by no more storms distrest,
Folding laborious hands we sit, wings furled;
Here in close perfume lies the rose-leaf curled,
Here the sun stands and knows not east nor west,
Here no tide runs; we have come, last and best,
From the wide zone in dizzying circles hurled
To that still centre where the spinning world
Sleeps on its axis, to the heart of rest.

And yes, I know that she's referring to a rose petal. I don't care. The picture just made me think of the poem.

Roseleaf

Revealing

Red and Green

Rococo

Apropos of nothing, I once read a short story called Rococo Skates. I think I was in 5th grade. I had forgotten all about it until I named this photograph.

Spring Robin