Nature gallery … petals


On the gnarled magnolia, in the fog, the blossoms and buds were like
all the moons in one night — full, gibbous, crescent.

— Sharon Olds in “Stag’s Leap” collection of poems

To accompany my pictures, I share some beautifully evocative text from a wonderful Man Booker Prize winner, Tan Twan Eng, in her book “The Garden of Evening Mists”.

… the waterfall spray opened its net of whispers over us, rinsing the air with moisture … a spider’s web sieved the wind for insects.

Carrying across the air, tentative music assembled into the shape of a Chopin nocturne … while a flock of birds unspooled into a black wavering thread, pulling across the sky.