Saturday, January 16, 2010

Finding Startling Beauty in the most Ordinary Places.

 "A Sensitive plant in a garden grew
  and the young winds fed it with silver dew
  and it opened its fan-like leaves to the light
  and closed them beneath the kissed of night."

"The Sensitive Plant
by Percy Bysshe Shelly,1820

This poem expresses much better then I will ever be able to what I would like to focus my  work and my blog on in the New Year.   Finding amazing beauty in the most ordinary of places.


Anonymous said...

wow! Cool pottery,
If your reader want to grow that sensitive plant go to and watch it move when you Tickle It! Way cool plant

PrairieGarden-Liane said...

Love this poem Nancy!
As I look out on my garden (when the snow melts that is) I am sure this will come to mind.

You know, your beautiful vases actually make me think of a wonderful garden coated with a soft layer of snow.