Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Mossy Castle - Guest Heart Thursday

When Mom was a little girl the old growth trees were harvested leaving bare brown hills and the canyon.  But over the years, nature restored its beauty with a passion.  Huge fir and cedar trees were already in place when my siblings and I played on the wide tops of those huge old growth stumps.  They became imaginary castles.  Leaning from the largest stump, grasping the limber branches of the vine maple bowing overhead, we would swing across the small trickling stream. Ah, what adventures we had!

Now these stumps are covered with moss and delicate with age.  The bare feet of childhood's past would not be able to step here.  Can you find the large mossy heart on the side of the stump?

I find a sort of unearthly beauty about the grace of the mosses and fern one finds in the lands near The Abandoned.

For more heart art, photography and altogether fabulous heart stuff from around the world, visit Clytie at Random Hearts for Guest Heart Thursday.

WARNING: If you visit The Abandoned, be sure to get permission from the owner, or caretaker before you come, otherwise you risk getting arrested for trespassing.

Saturday, March 26, 2011

Wild Flowers of The Abandoned - Pink Saturday

Sissy and I were amazed.  Before last summer, neither she, no I had seen pink blackberry blossoms before--but here they were, in The Abandoned.

This is a star flower which is so lovely next to those delicate leaves.

Here is a summertime flower from the parking lot--it's a lamb's ear.

Happy Pink Saturday to all.  For more wonderful things in pink, visit Beverly at  How Sweet The Sound!

WARNING:  Those who come here without permission risk arrest for trespassing.

Saturday, March 5, 2011

Spring in The Abandoned - Weekend Reflections

I am inspired by this bit of nature springing up through man's destructiveness.  I love the reflection of springtime beauty in the broken glass.  But if you look to the camera's left hand side--it looks as though someone, or something, is thrusting a fist up through the earth behind those flowers.  Perhaps a wayward fairy?  Or maybe a long lost dwarf?  What do you think? 

These walks with Sissy through the shards of vandalism are eye-opening to people's complete disregard for the property of others.

For more wonderful reflections from around the world, be sure to visit James at Weekend Reflections.

WARNING:  Those who come here without permission risk arrest for trespassing.