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photoblog image Tales from My Garden: A Fallen Flower

Tales from My Garden: A Fallen Flower

Poplars in Russia don't bloom. Instead, they produce a cotton-like puffy balls, which gather like white clouds along the walkways. Sometimes, there is so much of these puffs in the air, you look through the window and can mistake a fresh summer morning for a mid-January snowfall. Not so with the Tulip Poplar trees here in the south of the United States. In May they are covered with blankets of large beautiful flowers. One morning I stepped into our garden and noticed an unopened poplar blossom, floating in the birdbath. It was split in perfect half, my guess is from a hard fall. The flower looked so soft and tender, one could imagine a sleeping fairy, dreaming there her fairy dreams inside the drifting bed. It seemed as she just has flitted outside to straighten out her crystal wings. I touched the flower… the petals were still warm.

Tales from My Garden: A Fallen Flower

Poplars in Russia don't bloom. Instead, they produce a cotton-like puffy balls, which gather like white clouds along the walkways. Sometimes, there is so much of these puffs in the air, you look through the window and can mistake a fresh summer morning for a mid-January snowfall. Not so with the Tulip Poplar trees here in the south of the United States. In May they are covered with blankets of large beautiful flowers. One morning I stepped into our garden and noticed an unopened poplar blossom, floating in the birdbath. It was split in perfect half, my guess is from a hard fall. The flower looked so soft and tender, one could imagine a sleeping fairy, dreaming there her fairy dreams inside the drifting bed. It seemed as she just has flitted outside to straighten out her crystal wings. I touched the flower… the petals were still warm.

comments (19)

What a lovely sentiment. It's like a little boat, floating on the soft water. Very nice!
vz-nostalgia: Like a little boat? It is a little boat, Ms. Mary. smile
  • E Etomi
  • Sweden
  • 16 Oct 2007, 01:46
I really like this! Nice shot
vz-nostalgia: You're welcome, Ms. EE. How do you like Sweden so far?
  • Lesley
  • Montreal, Canada
  • 16 Oct 2007, 02:38
Gorgeous...
vz-nostalgia: Good to hear from you, Les.
  • ray
  • Thailand
  • 16 Oct 2007, 04:32
Such a way to learn important things!

I had a somewhat sheltered childhood; I never discovered fairies, nor learned that they are warm-blooded. Thanks, VZ...that explains many mysteries for me!

I think you might have squirrels in your garden...this sleeping fairy looks like she might have been rudely awakened by a little furry critter with an appetite for fairy-manna; her awakening startled the little food-burgler, who then dropped her into your mini-pond; sad about her identical twin though, as I fear her crystal wings have been crunched up and digested.

If I ever get to a BBQ in your garden then I will clean your bird-bath for you.

A delightful posting, VZ.
vz-nostalgia: First, I'm sorry about your fairyless childhood, Ray.
Secondly, what a brutal picture you desribed here. I still hear the crunching sound of broken crystal wings in the squirrel's teeth. We do have plenty of squirrels in the garden. smile
Thirdly, I will refrain from cleaning the birdbath from now on just to lure you and your lovely wife to Atlanta. I guarantee you a BBQ experience you won't forget. smile
  • Ginnie
  • Atlanta, GA, United States
  • 16 Oct 2007, 09:55
It's like a little boat for the faeries, VZ. I can see it! And if they need oars, look how many are there! smile
vz-nostalgia: Glad you see it too, Ginnie. That means I'm not alone!
Beautiful image with lovely rich colours. It is just like a little fairy boat - magical.
Ingrid
vz-nostalgia: Magical is the word, Ms. Ingrid. smile
  • Tracy
  • Great Britain (UK)
  • 16 Oct 2007, 12:09
Great detail VZ nice variation of colours too.
vz-nostalgia: smile, Tracy.
  • Kathryn
  • Germany
  • 16 Oct 2007, 23:37
What a beautiful picture and a sweet story to go with it. Thanks, VZ.
vz-nostalgia: You're very welcome, Ms. Kathryn. Glad we're in sync in this one.
by by flower. The colors and detail on this are really nice.
vz-nostalgia: Good to hear from you again, Ms. Gail.
I like how dirty the water is - it adds a lot of texture to the shot.
vz-nostalgia: Dirty water...ha-ha. Ray threatened to fly over to Atlanta to clean my bird bath. I offered to cook him a BBQ he will never forget in exchange. smile
Truly a remarkable image, VZ, and a fine commentary to go with it.
vz-nostalgia: Kind of you, Larry.
not only are your images beautiful, but so are your words...I enjoy looking forward to seeing what next comes from your thoughts...
vz-nostalgia: Ms. Julie, you have no idea how far your compliment to my writing goes. smile
you have every right to be complimented...and should be. I'm glad that I could be one to do so.
P.S. imperfections are so perfect to me...keeps things interesting
vz-nostalgia: I love imperfections as well. smile Wabi Sabi. smile
  • makoto
  • Japan
  • 20 Oct 2007, 02:41
Poetic image with wonderful colors. I love this a lot.
vz-nostalgia: judging by the dark style of your photography, I'm surprised you like this, Makoto. smile But glad you do.
  • Sandeep
  • Bangalore
  • 22 Oct 2007, 14:44
VZ, needless to say, beatiful composition. The colours have come alive. The description is great, I've not been to Atlanta, so hard to relate to the description, but can feel the feeling smile
vz-nostalgia: Sandeep. Good to have you here on Nostalgia.
  • terry
  • Nepal
  • 25 Oct 2007, 07:47
awesome shot VZ. the light, the textures, the composition...love it.
vz-nostalgia: smile, Terry. Good to hear from you, my friend.
Oh! Thanks to do another gift to us for our glance!
vz-nostalgia: My pleasure, JA.
  • Aussie
  • Australia
  • 30 Nov 2007, 07:06
A fairy boat with a bed, thats wonderful. Unlike Ray I grew up with fairies and in Australia we had a wonderful writer who wrote stories about "Snugglepot and Cuddlepie" who were bush babies who lived in gumnuts. They would be very tiny to live in those, so were fairies without wings.
vz-nostalgia: Apparently, our Ray was banned from reading May Gibbs' or any other children books. Tough childhood he had. smile
i don't think i have seen poplar 'snow.' it must seem magical when you see it. you describe it in magical terms.
vz-nostalgia: Come with me to Russia, Ms. Sera. I will walk you through the snow in June. smile
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