Study in White

In White

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Order Soma 350Mg Online Flowers… are a proud assertion that a ray of beauty out-values all the utilities of the world. ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson

Get Ambien Prescription Online Hard to believe it is almost time to say goodbye to the month of September.  Soon the flowers will disappear from the gardens, but there will still be photographs to remind us of their beauty. It is easy to walk past a garden bursting with colors and textures, and never see an individual flower. But when the eye studies a single bloom, there is much to see. I love how all the simple parts join to give this flower a stunning visual presence.

Buy Klonopin Online Overnight I photographed this white flower, identity unknown, in early September at Olbrich Botanical Gardens in Madison Wisconsin.

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https://gritandgracefamilyfarm.com/the-barnyard/horses/ Bo Mackison is a photographer and the owner of Seeded Earth Studio LLC. She has a backlog of floral photographs, so she will be sharing botanicals for many days to come.

A Photograph with a Story

Two Benches

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Zolpidem 5Mg Order Online Many of my photographs have a story.

Clonazepam Purchase Online This photograph of two benches — one near and in focus, one far away and blurry — it has a story.

go I had a long conversation with an elderly gentleman just before I took this photograph.

source url Often I am so focused on the plants in the gardens, I don’t spend much time interacting with other visitors. We exchange smiles and hellos, and we go on our separate ways. But this man stopped me as I was setting up a photo, and asked if he could ask me some questions. Expecting questions about my camera or lenses, I nodded and continued to adjust my tripod.

Ambien 10 Mg Price “I saw you back there, sitting on the bricks in that garden. You were staring at the plants,” he stated.

watch This wasn’t the conversation I was expecting, but he was polite and he was wearing a tweed jacket in the 85˚ heat. I’m not sure why I think tweed jackets vouch for a gentleman’s conversation, but I do. I stopped and listened more carefully.

Order Ambien Online “So what were you doing? You weren’t resting. There was a bench right there. Not pulling weeds.”

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https://www.52editions.com/confirmations/ “Most people your age, um, I mean no disrespect, but your generation, they don’t sit on the ground looking at eggplants.” He raised his eyebrows quizzically, and I laughed out loud as he “pulled a face” – the description my grandfather once used when describing the faces I made.

https://www.parolacce.org/vaffanculo/ I agreed again. “No, not too many people study eggplants, sitting on the sidewalk. Grocery store’s more likely.”

Zolpidem Buy Online “So were you praying or just looking mighty hard at that eggplant?” He thought a second, and said in a whisper, “Guess might be ’bout same thing.”

https://www.completerehabsolutions.com/employee-education-training/ I smiled again. Seemed everything he said made me smile. I told him I was studying the way the leaves wound around some of the stems. I was looking at the way the sunlight cast leafy shadows on the plants and comparing the different shades of green with the rusty spots left by bugs of some sort.

source url “Thought you might be a real one.” He grinned at me as I frowned. “You know, a photographer. You ever take pictures of benches?”

https://drbatayneh.com/appointment-form/ I told him I enjoyed photographing benches, doors, paths, that sort of thing. Especially in gardens.

here He nodded. Turned serious.

“I was sitting on that bench over there awhile, the one half under that tree.” I looked where he pointed. “I sit there some days, just sit and look. Talk to an old friend. Not out loud.” He cast his eyes toward the pavement. “That wouldn’t look right.”

 When his gaze returned to me, he saw the question in my eyes.

“He was a good friend of mine. We were in the Marines together, fought in the “Big One”. Enlisted together, got discharged together, came home to Madison together. Married, had kids, grandkids, huh, great-grandkids. All that.

“After we retired, we’d walk this garden, talk. It was quiet. We liked quiet. You go look. That bench, it’s a memorial to my friend. You might take a picture sometime.”

I asked if he wanted his photo taken on the bench. He shook his head.

I picked up my camera gear and walked over to the bench. I looked back, he nodded at me, did a quick salute, and walked away.

I sat down awhile, studied the bench, looked around, then I took a picture of his bench.

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Bo Mackison is a photographer and the owner of Seeded Earth Studio LLC.

Take a Seat

Table and Chair

Take a Seat © 2011 Bo Mackison

. . . and you find yourself alone
and you must speak to the stars
or the rain-filled clouds
or anything at hand
to find your place.

When you are alone
you must do anything
to believe
and when you are
abandoned
you must speak
with everything
you know
and everything you are
in order
to belong.

If I have no one to turn to
I must claim my aloneness.

If I cannot speak
I must reclaim the prison
of my body.

If I have only darkness
I must claim the night.

And then,
even in the closest dark
the world
can find me.”

~ an excerpt from “What I Must Tell Myself” by David Whyte

Autumn’s Hello?

Leafy Shadow

Leafy Shadow © 2011 Bo Mackison

Is this early autumn’s hello?

These shadows of a breeze-inspired dance imprinted on this golden leaf?

Those hidden leaves — my camera records only their browned shadow, though they are green for a few more weeks perhaps. Remnants of late summer, hugging the earth to escape the cooling nights.

I notice the sun’s lateness in rising and its hasty departure at suppertime.

No more suppers on the porch, taking in the last hours of daylight. No more thrown together meals. Lounging on the porch, munching salads and sandwiches, stripping corn off the cob, typewriter style, re-filling our glasses of iced tea repeatedly.

Now supper wears an air of autumn formality. A tablecloth is spread on the polished wood. Fiesta Ware replaces the old plaid Melmac. Autumn meals require tableware for thick stews and casseroles, mashed vegetables.

I put the gallon glass jar for sun tea on the storage shelf in the basement next to the summer dishes.

The garden flowers have turned to seed.

They stand tall, awaiting the winter birds who will be eager to find a meal in January.

 

Interior of Annunciation Greek Orthodox Church

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Annunciation Greek Orthodox Church’s Iconostasion © 2011 Bo Mackison

These photographs of the interior of the Annunciation Greek Orthodox Church were taken during the Wright and Like tour, June 2011.

This photo was taken from the back of the church and shows the entire Iconostasion, including the screen which shields the altar from full view. The sanctuary is only open during services when the priest is present.

Annunciation Greek Orthodox Church - Altar Behind Iconostation

 Altar Behind Iconostasion © 2011 Bo Mackison

Here is another view of the sanctuary behind the iconstasion.

Annunciation Greek Orthodox Church - Icons, Pulpit, and Lights

Icons, Pulpit, and Lights © 2011 Bo Mackison

The Annunciation Greek Orthodox Church is very unusual in that it’s interior is circular. Pews from a semicircle around the sanctuary. The pulpit from which the priest speaks is on the left side of the sanctuary.

More interior photos in next post.

There are more photographs of the church, including the full exterior view of Annunciation Greek Orthodox Church, in earlier posts. I took these photographs in June during the Wright and Like 2011 Tour.

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Bo Mackison is a photographer and the owner of Seeded Earth Studio LLC. Her first love (to photograph) is macro-botanicals. Her second love is architecture, especially that designed by Frank Lloyd Wright.