Thursday, November 8, 2007

Weeds & Wildflowers

I saw these words scrawled on a wooden board in a garden not far from my apartment. I walked past it many times and finally took a photo of it. I like the sense of humor of the author.

No, I'm not going to ask if you have ever smoked weed (marijuana). But I'm going to ask if you have an interesting phrase or poem to share.


Fénix (Bostonscapes DP) said...

May all your spam be nice comments!

Peter said...

Lack of inspiration here. Too early in the morning?

Olivier said...

amusant en effet. je te propose un slogan de Mai 1968 "La poésie est dans la rue." que j'adore.

Pour répondre à ta question sur mes photos panoramiques, il faut prendre plusieurs photos qui se suivent (et le plus dur ne pas bouger) avec un point de raccord entre chaque photos et après on s'amuse à faire un montage (et c'est long).

Funny indeed. I propose you a slogan from May 1968 "Poetry is in the streets." I love.

To answer your question on my pictures, we must take many pictures that follow (and harder not to move) with a point of connection between each photo and after we have fun to make a montage (and it long)

Jilly said...

I like these words, too, Ming. So many weeds are actually beautiful but because they are called 'weeds' we pull them out. I don't but then perhaps I don't like weeding!

A phrase - well I'm forever saying 'Onwards and upwards' - which I suppose is an optimistic phrase for when things need a bit of a push. Ever the optimist...

Kate said...

I like the sentiment of your quote. Here's mine: "if you aint got nothin, you got nothin to lose"
-Bob Dylan

pom d'api said...

Very funny

Lori said...

That's a very sweet sentiment in the photo! I wish I could come up with an interesting phrase to add. I'll have to give it some thought!

Anonymous said...

If from your stores only two loaves are left.
Sell one and with the dole
buy Hyacinths to feed thy soul.

Anonymous said...

Forgot to add it's from a Persian poet.

Annie said...

Ooh, I'm so happy to have the chance to share this wonderful poem by Anna Denise.

How to Change a Frog Into a Prince

Start with the underwear. Sit him down.
Hopping on one leg may stir unpleasant memories.
If he gets his tights on, even backwards, praise him.
Fingers, formerly webbed, struggle over buttons.
Arms and legs, lengthened out of proportion, wait,
as you do, for the rest of him to catch up.
This body, so recently reformed, reclaimed,
still carries the marks of its time as a frog. Be gentle.
Avoid the words awkward and gawky.
Do not use tadpole as a term of endearment.
His body, like his clothing, may seem one size too big.
Relax. There's time enough for crowns. He'll grow into it.

• Eliane • said...

That is a good one. Like the sense of humor too.

marley said...

I love this little saying. I work in horticulture and think this is brilliant!

poody said...

A friend with weed is a friend indeed!