Mindful writing — the art of paying attention
I am enjoying this "trumpet voluntary" Rosemary ... "deep blue sky, / cold bright light" ...
I meant to add (shiver).
Love the contrast, in the image and in the words... All that heat and cool inviting to be felt. Yum!
Hs, hard to wrap my head around the fact that July would be winter. Smiles. Aside from that you have created a beautiful word picture. I can see those tubular blooms!
How beautiful that vine is, a splash of orange on your fence. Nice to have blue sky in winter instead of grey.
Oh yes, I always forget that our winter sun is not such a regular phenomenon in other countries.
This made me quite jealous Rosemary, now that I live in an apartment having left climbing plants behind.
I hope you can have some nice pot-plants at least.
How very uplifting when nature is on your side. Wonderful write Rosemary!Hank
the sight of orange trumpet vines...speak so much of summer in its fullness to be relished and breathed inward...bkm
I love this peek at how winter in the southern hemisphere looks and feels different from winters here. What a sunny flower for the cold season!
It also depends a bit exactly where in the Southern Hemisphere. I live in the sub-tropics. More southerly parts of Australia are quite a lot colder.
Love the way this mixes the cool and warm imagery, a perfect day in balance :)
Gosh that splash of orange against a blue sky in winter is gorgeous and a sight to behold! Love this, Rosemary!❤️
I find it amazing to have flowers in your colder season. It adds beauty where I would least expect to find it.
I think what you call winter is close to our summer... really wonderful
Ha ha, probably.
Lovely poem and picture. They gave me a glimpse of serenity. I like that.
Trumpet vine is lovely any time of year. It brings good contrasts into your poem.
waterfalling and upthrusting... love it! And orange blooms - gorgeous!
How it helps the soul in winter to eye a spot of brightness! Lovely, those trumpet vines!
I love the trumpet vines! It's been many years since I saw one.
Beautiful vine on your fence! :)
I love your poem and how the trumpet vines remind of hope that there is a way for beauty to always align..we just have to keep looking~ Wonderful write~
it's hard to imagine flowers blooming in winter, but this is Oz!
Love it! A wonderful, visual piece, that captures the season, beautifully, in words.
Lovely image of your climbing vine. Happy you dropped by my sumie SundayMuch ❤🕊❤love
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