Gnarled old men line the path. Grey heads nodding they dream the dreams of all men in twilight years. Sleepy fingers, lost in memory, drop seeds that fall to lay rotting underfoot. Grass and weeds, brambles and burrs, rise with the passing of the seasons to shape burial mounds sickly sweet with ferment and time. In this still place, marked only by the track of deer and fox, mossy heads bow low and slumber on.
*This post was originally hosted on another blogging platform (MSN Space to MSN Live and finally WordPress). When the content was transferred the media files were lost. I’ve chosen to add new photos rather than delete the post. I try to match any updated content to previously posted comments. Sometimes it works and sometimes it doesn’t so the comments can seem to be out of context but I don’t want to delete any of them as they are a part of my blogging history.
The Milos-Ivanski Studio 
These photos are amazing. The subject is just gorgeous and I vow to get out more.
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Lorna , my apologies . I was editing and may have cut you off . I was swapping stuff around and putting up load bearing posters. Sorry….
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How peaceful this scene looks. It makes me wish to be there amidst the tall grasses and shrubs.
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Ooh, I like your space here. Not only do you have a quote posted by one of my personal favorites, Ms. M. Mitchell, you also have lovely pictures and deep, writerly thoughts. I\’m going to come back when I have more time and marinate in your wonderful spot here. 🙂
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love the photos!
so, what did it say when you looked up collard greens??? 🙂
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At first, it could have been a description of one of the family reunions I used to have to attend as a child.
Then I realized it was to accompany the remarkable photos. Is there anything you can\’t do? (You\’re starting to remind me of my oldest brother, the Golden Child. Perfect Pat. He\’s great at everything he does, too. Bastard.)
Adoringly yours, despite the ugly jealousy,
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@Toad
I don\’t think you cut me short but I haven\’t been back to see… if you did, no worries.=) These are pictures of an old apple orchard that\’s right behind my house. They don\’t use it anymore and it is beautifully overgrown. Unfortunately that property has just been sold so I don\’t know how much longer it will be there for. =(
I would have bought it if I had the cash but it\’s part of a 95 acre plot-way beyond my resources.
@Simon
It is lovely. Best of all it was one of those rare sunny winter days that makes everything seem to glow in an almost unearthly light. I felt very blessed to witness it.
@Amy
Come on back anytime…we\’re pretty marinated over here anyway 😉
L
@Kathryn
It basically seemed to be cabbage cooked in gravy?????! Not really appetizing at all. I wondered if the recipe was incorrect because well ewwwwwwwwww lol!
@To my Sweet Pomegranate
If I had included something about lipstick kisses rising above the whiskered chins of maiden aunts I\’m sure it could have reminded a lot of people about the same thing… lol
As for the whole jealousy thing-I only took the pictures! I didn\’t make the beautiful day.
😉
Lorna
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very nice in both word and image.
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