Monday, June 09, 2008

my favourite things

Repetition comforts me. It always has. As a child I would gain hours of pleasure sorting beads or Lego bricks into piles according to colour and type. Then mixing them up and starting again. Far more fun than anything I might actually make from them. I’m the same now I’m nearly grown up. I think about some things over and over again. There are certain memory lanes that I never tire of visiting. And there are certain themes that reappear regularly in my writing. Because each time, I think I’ve spotted a new angle, a slant to the light that will throw sharper shadows and show me something I missed before.


After the rain I was pleased to see that our garden had made the most of the downpour. Each leaf had sorted the raindrops in its own unique way. Each greened backdrop displayed a different raindrop style. The ravenous arum encouraging every drop to slide toward its centre taking our gaze with it. The vibrant little fir who set up ladders for playful raindrops to tumble down. The nurturing sedum, cupping her hands to gather remote drops into pure glass chunks. And not forgetting the dark velvet garrya letting the shyest raindrops sit quiet in the shade.

7 comments:

polona said...

i'm a bit fed up with the rain but can still appreciate it in such lovely forms... great photos and word impression.

spacedlaw said...

Glad to see you are back!
I bet you are sorting M&Ms by colour before eating them.

Ani Smith said...

I take comfort in repetition, too. I like to think it comes from listening to my mother's heartbeat as a fetus/baby/child.

[I hope that is not as hackneyed as it sounds]

dandelion said...

repitition is very calming... your green photos are amazing - i could look at greens all day long...x

wf said...

Yeesss.

Spot said...

Love your photo of the sedum holding the raindrop. I have always loved this kind of tiny detail. I love the way some leaves seem to hold the drops so they can run more fluidly somehow, reminds me of seeing mercury run across a surface, like it takes on a new momentum.

MAN IN PAINTING said...

"we see the same unsame world with fresh eyes...."
great.insightful.close to zen...
i loved your blog.each and every word you wrote...