Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Rainbow Iris and a Sad Surprise

Detail - Rainbow Iris
Oil on Canvas
Nancy Medina Art

Rainbow Iris Garden
Oil on Canvas

This morning, less than an hour after I took the pugs out in the
yard, the Bartlett Pear tree, our main source of shade in the
garden, broke into two pieces. Perhaps the tornado that was
in our neighborhood several weeks ago weakened it. I am so
sad to see it go.

The Sound of Trees
by Robert Frost

I wonder about the trees.
Why do we wish to bear
Forever the noise of these
More than another noise
So close to our dwelling place?

We suffer them by the day
Till we lose all measure of pace,
And fixity in our joys,
And acquire a listening air.

They are that that talks of going
But never gets away;
And that talks no less for knowing,
As it grows wiser and older,
That now it means to stay.

My feet tug at the floor
And my head sways to my shoulder
Sometimes when I watch trees sway,
From the window or the door.

I shall set forth for somewhere,
I shall make the reckless choice
Some day when they are in voice
And tossing so as to scare
The white clouds over them on.

I shall have less to say,
But I shall be gone.
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