Art of Trees and Plants

“You know why trees smell the way they do?” Murphy asked, looking up from her hammering. “Sap?” Logan guessed. “Chlorophyll?” Murphy shook her head. “Stars. Trees breathe in starlight year after year, and it goes deep into their bones. So when you cut a tree open, you smell a hundred years’ worth of light. Ancient starlight that took millions of years to reach earth. That’s why trees smell so beautiful and old.” ~ By Frances O’Roark Dowell in 'Where I’d like to be'

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Sunday, 11 September 2016

squiggly...

tree at Flinders...

Friday, 23 October 2015

palest lemon...

spring flowering shrub at Flinders...

Wednesday, 28 January 2015

beautiful in yellow...

flowering wattle at Flinders...

Sunday, 13 April 2014

scenic road...

scenic countryside of greens on the way to Flinders on the southern end of the Mornington Peninsula...

Sunday, 2 March 2014

coastline view...

Even from a distance, a variety of green plants scattered round a coastline create an interesting view...
This is a view of the coastline at Flinders on the southern end of the Mornington Peninsula...

Friday, 20 December 2013

like a burst of white...

Lovely flowering plant at Flinders

Trees are Earth's endless effort to speak to the listening Heaven.

Rabindranath Tagore

What is the good of your stars and trees, your sunrise and the wind, if they do not enter into our daily lives?

E. M. Forster

Weeds are flowers too, once you get to know them.

A. A. Milne

There are always flowers for those who want to see them.

Henri Matisse

I want to learn from the TREES.
I want to nourish my roots. Nourish the deepest, most essential parts of myself.
Spiritually, emotionally and physically.
I want to go out on some limbs.
I want to bloom where I'm planted.
I want to weather the seasons.
I want to provide a nesting place for those I love.
I want to bend without breaking.
I want to learn from the TREES.

- Adrienne - My Memory Art

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