Morning Eye Candy: So Spring
Posted in Photography on April 21 2013, by Ann Rafalko
Photo by Ivo M. Vermeulen
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Morning Eye Candy: Magnolia Way
Posted in Photography on April 20 2013, by Ann Rafalko
Magnolia Way (photo by Rafael Moricete Jr.)
Morning Eye Candy: Fashion!
Posted in Photography on April 19 2013, by Ann Rafalko
The Orchid Show is a major must-see for New York City’s fashion crowd, and when I see orchids like these, resembling the most haute silk faille, well, it all begins to make sense.
Photo by Ivo M. Vermeulen
Morning Eye Candy: Shakespearean
Posted in Photography on April 18 2013, by Ann Rafalko
What’s in a name? Ask dogtooth and bloodroot. Together they kind of sound like the beginning of a Shakespearean curse or insult, no? And yet, they’re such beautiful ephemeral spring wildflowers!
Bloodroot, Sanguinaria canadensis ‘Multiplex.’
Dogtooth Violet Erythronium americanum
Photos by Ivo M. Vermeulen
Morning Eye Candy: Peace and Comfort
Posted in Photography on April 16 2013, by Ann Rafalko
Morning Eye Candy: Rise and Shine
Posted in Around the Garden, Photography on April 15 2013, by Matt Newman
Photo by Ivo M. Vermeulen
Morning Eye Candy: A Single Week
Posted in Around the Garden, Photography on April 14 2013, by Matt Newman
The winter months drag by with all the monotony of reading a dictionary, yet a single week in spring changes everything.
Photo by Ivo M. Vermeulen
Morning Eye Candy: Tabula Rasa
Posted in Around the Garden, Photography on April 13 2013, by Matt Newman
It’s almost “go” time for the coming spring ephemerals, and the Native Plant Garden is a canvas ready for painting, so to speak. (The wait is a good kind of anxiety. Trust me.)
Photo by Ivo M. Vermeulen
Morning Eye Candy: Greening
Posted in Around the Garden, Photography on April 12 2013, by Matt Newman
The wait is done, the warmth is here, and all that’s left is the coming green.
Photos by Ivo M. Vermeulen
Morning Eye Candy: Song of a Second April
Posted in Photography on April 11 2013, by Ann Rafalko
April this year, not otherwise
Than April of a year ago
Is full of whispers, full of sighs,
Of dazzling mud and dingy snow;
Heapticas that please you so
Are here again, and butterflies.
Song of a Second April ~ Edna St. Vincent Millay