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| Aquilegia x hybrida – hybrid columbine PHOTO: © Copyright 2014 Jeffrey Willius |
Like tiny, luminous squids, columbine buds jet through swirling seas of deep green. Catching sight of me, the shy ones demur, blushing pink on palest pistachio green.
An impetuous few turn to face me, then pop open—hoping, I presume, that I am a large, poorly-dressed bee.
I am not, but am drawn nonetheless, to those stunning, bleached-tip amethyst stars; those nestling fans of milk white, cupped to capture dewdrops; those fountains of delicious, lemon-yellow stamens.
Is it possible to be seduced like this, only to be blown away?
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In a sense who we think ourselves to be is blown away or evaporates, and then is reformed, when we recognize beauty, or when we enter the point of view that we are observing. We took in some wonderful yellow columbine last week while hiking through the mountains.
Beautifully written! :)
Hi Bern -- I don't think I've seen yellow columbine -- must be lovely. Our wild columbine around here (MN) is orange/red, with much smaller blooms than those of the showier hybrid.
That's a beautiful photo. Love that flower. When I was a child I dreamed of naming my daughter Columbine and would call her Collie for short.
Isn't it incredible, Jennifer, how elegant some of Nature's creations are (in this case, I guess, with a little help from a horticulturalist, since I think this is a hybrid columbine). And yes, it would make a fine name for a child!
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