*The water-lily starts and slides//Upon the level in little puffs of wind,//Tho’ anchor’d to the bottom.

Longwood Gardens (click to enlarge)

Longwood Gardens has long been my mecca. I approach each garden with reverence. With camera in hand, I inspect every leaf–even the undersides; I peek inside every bud for the perpetuating pollen; I am bewitched by the colors of the bromeliads . . .  I spy one of the gardeners, donned in grayish-green coveralls, with a watering can and a hat and gloves–and I feel a twinge of jealousy, but this is short-lived. I am besotted and breathless and tarry on every path, saddened by the dwindling sunlight. (*title by Tennyson)

© Teresita Abad Doebley. All rights reserved 2009-2011. 

Quote of the Day for YOU: At twilight, nature is not without loveliness, though perhaps its chief use is to illustrate quotations from the poets.  ~Oscar Wilde

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13 thoughts on “*The water-lily starts and slides//Upon the level in little puffs of wind,//Tho’ anchor’d to the bottom.

  1. I love the stems, how they appear from inside the water. How did the water color get that color? It is a lovely color for the water, must be the play of the light.

  2. Beautiful! I love water lilies – you’ve reminded me that I have a few photos of them that I may have to find. Thank you so much for sharing this morning.

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