• A Closer Look

    I’ve recently discovered the joy of flower arrangements small enough to fit in the clutter of my desk. A gift of an ikebana vase encouraged me to assemble pink and yellow snapdragons past their prime for the drama of a large vase, but fine in this setting. Since the petite vase is inches away, I see more details. To the right of the fading yellow flower are hopeful buds trying—as nature always does—to assert itself and establish another generation.

    The blue ageratum, so short that it’s usually overlooked for most bouquets, holds its own here. Its exuberant fuzzy mop has lasted for days, and more buds are opening.

     I’ve never noticed the sweet florets of the white loosestrife behind the green spear of its leaf. More often I’ve meditated on its name—loosestrife. Loose strife? I inherited this unruly perennial with the house, and it certainly has loosed strife in my garden, mobbing and obscuring several large peonies. Yearly, I root it out, but it comes back. Up close, it’s so dainty, it almost seems innocent in its mute insistence.

    And hosta, a determined survivor. Neither polar vortexes nor voracious bunnies can kill it, though sometimes I wish one of them would. In the yard, it seems so ordinary, but close-up, I’m struck by how graceful its cream and green leaves are and the way they mimic the loosestrife’s curve.

    This miniature holds the persistence of strife loosed in the world but it’s outweighed by enduring delicacy, grace, and beauty. In that I find hope.

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    14 responses to “A Closer Look”

    1. Judy Corrigan Avatar
      Judy Corrigan

      You’ve inspired me to add a bouquet of flowers to the mess on my desk! It might also be inspiration to clean up my desk! Lovely flowers, beautiful bouquet!

      1. Ellen Shriner Avatar

        I focus on the flowers and ignore the mess! 😉

      2. Ellen Shriner Avatar

        I just focus on the flowers and ignore the mess! 😉

    2. Susanne Avatar

      I have a vase like that but didn’t know what it was called. And now I’ll have fun making tiny arrangements. Here we have purple loosestrife which is an invasive plant that sounds like a version of what you have. It is very pretty.

      1. Ellen Shriner Avatar

        Yep, the kind I have is called gooseneck loosestrife and it’s definitely invasive. I’m also familiar with purple loosestrife.

    3. bbachel Avatar
      bbachel

      Do I recall correctly that Cathy M’s mom practiced the art of ikebana? In any case, I loved your essay, which prompted me to spend an few overdue moments in my backyard, paying attention to the flowers now in bloom.

      1. Ellen Shriner Avatar

        Huh. I didn’t know that about Cathy’s mom. Glad I inspired you to visit your garden!

    4. Eliza Waters Avatar

      Very sweet arrangement, Ellen. Small vases are perfect for desks. I like having flowers close by where I can see the details close up and sniff any sweet scent there may be (sweet peas are to my left right now – ahhh!). Nature has the power to renew us!

      1. Ellen Shriner Avatar

        I’m envious of your sweet peas. I’ll have to give them a try next year.

        1. Eliza Waters Avatar

          I highly recommend them! Fyi, they need to go in the ground as soon as the soil can be worked (prior to the last frost as they need cold to germinate). My first crop, many years ago, I planted too late & didn’t do well because they hit the heat of summer before blossom set. They love it cool, although new hybrids are more heat tolerant. Plant lots so you’ll have many posies. 🙂

        2. Ellen Shriner Avatar

          Appreciate the tips!

    5. Katherine Avatar
      Katherine

      A lovely arrangement, and an even lovelier mediation on it!

      1. Katherine Avatar
        Katherine

        *meditation*

  • Less Talk More Action

     

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    3 responses to “Less Talk More Action”

    1. Paulie Avatar

      I think I lost hope when 20 elementary school children were killed and the best that the GOP could come up with were thoughts and prayers. We just keep pushing harder don’t we?

    2. Eliza Waters Avatar

      Outrageous that Congress is owned by the NRA, no excuses! 😦

  • Time to Rewire My Brain

    Now that hands-free cell phone use is the law for Minnesota drivers, I was faced with a choice: A) buy a new car with built-in Bluetooth technology or B) retrofit the one I have. I have no quarrel with the intent of the new law, but my mind boggles at how awkward the retrofitting is.

    I have an old car.

    My 2011 RAV4 is a prehistoric gem with only 75,000 miles on it. Definitely pre-Bluetooth technology. Until now that wasn’t an issue, because I seldom used my cell phone while driving. When I made or received calls, I connected my phone to my old-fashioned earbuds (the kind with wires) and stuck the buds in my ears. Simple hands-free calling. Decent quality sound. Yay!

    Now that’s unlawful, so I had to get a phone holder. The several articles I consulted pointed out that attaching a holder to a vent is hard in a RAV4. Besides, I don’t want to block the AC during Minnesota summers or the heat during Minnesota winters.

    My best bet was a holder that attaches to the CD slot. Mmmmk. I don’t play CDs anymore. I listen to the radio, not even Sirius. Or I use the oldest iPod you’ve ever seen for music and podcasts. The Smithsonian museum probably has one in their ancient technology display. Originally, I was saving all that memory on my phone for photos, not music.

    That’s only half of it. I also needed a Bluetooth speakerphone thingy to clip onto the visor.

    I have an old brain.

    Retrofitting the car was step one. My brain needs rewiring, too. In the olden days, cell phones were for talking, iPods were for music, and Garmin was for directions. I do realize that my iPhone 8 can do all of that—in one delightful device—but I have an unreasonable and balky reaction to being bossed around by devices even when they’re trying to help me. Until now, I hadn’t taken advantage of all that seamless wonderfulness.

    Now, if I want to call while driving, I’ll need to tell Siri (Dang! I never use Siri, so I’ll have to learn that.) How long before Siri mistakes, “Call Margo S.,” for “Call Martha Stewart,” who I’m pretty sure doesn’t want to talk to me.

    For music, I’ll have to reach under the cell phone holder to press radio buttons or convince my elderly iPod to talk to the Bluetooth speakerphone. (Oh wait, my beloved iPod doesn’t have Bluetooth capability, so it and the speakerphone aren’t friends. Sigh.)

    It’s 2019. Time to rewire my brain and how I approach calls, music, and directions. I bought the devices and they work–sort of–but they certainly aren’t simpler.

    Maybe I just should have bought a new, fully-equipped car!

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    7 responses to “Time to Rewire My Brain”

    1. bbachel Avatar

      I keep my phone’s ringer and dinger turned off most of the time…and rarely reach for it in the car…but do appreciate the nudge to change my antiquated ways when it comes to tech in my car. Realize I’ve had my new-used car for nearly a year and still don’t know how to switch from AM to FM. Grrr! Though am enjoying the silence that comes from leaving the radio turned off.

      1. Ellen Shriner Avatar

        Driving can be an oasis of quiet!

    2. Ann Coleman Avatar

      Sometimes progress comes with a whole lot of pain! I hope you do manage to get your cell phone into a hands free mode for your car, because trust me, getting a new car isn’t going to make things any simpler. They come with a whole set of challenges all their own!

    3. Eliza Waters Avatar

      I’m more of a dinosaur than you are – at least you have all those devices and know how to use them. I’ve never ‘needed’ them, so never got them. Which makes me wonder, will I ever?

      1. Ellen Shriner Avatar

        Well, if you don’t use a cell phone, you’ll never have to deal with hands-free laws ! 😉


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