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11 thoughts on “hydrangea story”
Evolution captured perfectly in a poem, sketch, and photos.
I love hydrangeas – blue ones especially – they’re part of my earliest memories. I’ve recently woven their image into a short story I’m tinkering with. I love the way you capture the passage of time with their petals and their aliveness in the sketches. There’s a sense of whimsy and wistfulness in your hydrangea haiku.
Hydrangeas played an important role in my slice this week, too. I really love the way everything is in threes, three lines, three poems, three months. My favorite phrase is the last one, “Vintage hydrangeas.” It makes me imagine a plant with dignity and staying power.
I adore you poem simply because I love hydrangeas and was trying to figure out how to explain the change in their appearance (to myself) yesterday. Your haiku for September captures what I’ve seen outside.
I was visiting a friend this week, and I commented on the beautiful fall colors of her hydrangea. I’m in love with the plant and plan to plant a bunch next year!
Your hydrangea haiku’s evoked memories of my childhood and how my father applied used tea leaves from the tea pot to encourage deeper blues from the hydrangeas at our back door. The summer sun often frazzled them. As you write- beautiful blooms and vintage plants. Thanks for the evocation of the hydrangea memories and their transmission via haiku.
Evolution captured perfectly in a poem, sketch, and photos.
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You capture the changing nature around us perfectly. Sometimes it makes me sad, but the next season will bring more different beauty!
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Hydrangeas are my favorite flower ever! This was lovely. Circle of life, huh?
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I love hydrangeas – blue ones especially – they’re part of my earliest memories. I’ve recently woven their image into a short story I’m tinkering with. I love the way you capture the passage of time with their petals and their aliveness in the sketches. There’s a sense of whimsy and wistfulness in your hydrangea haiku.
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Beautiful poetry about one of my favorite flowers.
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Hydrangeas played an important role in my slice this week, too. I really love the way everything is in threes, three lines, three poems, three months. My favorite phrase is the last one, “Vintage hydrangeas.” It makes me imagine a plant with dignity and staying power.
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I love hydrangeas and am always sad to see them go. You capture their lifecycle vividly and perfectly in your slice.
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I adore you poem simply because I love hydrangeas and was trying to figure out how to explain the change in their appearance (to myself) yesterday. Your haiku for September captures what I’ve seen outside.
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Wow! I could picture each stage and your sketch is lovely. Such a clever idea to show it’s evolution through the summer months. Thanks!
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I was visiting a friend this week, and I commented on the beautiful fall colors of her hydrangea. I’m in love with the plant and plan to plant a bunch next year!
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Your hydrangea haiku’s evoked memories of my childhood and how my father applied used tea leaves from the tea pot to encourage deeper blues from the hydrangeas at our back door. The summer sun often frazzled them. As you write- beautiful blooms and vintage plants. Thanks for the evocation of the hydrangea memories and their transmission via haiku.
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