Photos and a Poem | Longwood Gardens 2019
by Elouise
After we visited the orchid show, D and I headed over to see what was going on in the meadow. Not much, if you were looking for lush signs of spring. Nonetheless, what I saw inspired a poem. D took the photo from the wooden bridge over the meadow pond.
Floating on the pond
Webs crack through ice
Awake to Spring knocking
On soggy doors
Beneath the surface
Frozen life hibernates
Motionless and chilled –
Fragile beauty
Waiting for release
From Winter’s icy grip
And now this photo — a closeup of something lying on the ice in the photo above. A graceful, beautiful remnant of Fall. This time fragile beauty frozen to the surface, waiting for release.
So…what about that meadow? Though it was open to hikers, there were precious few actually on the trails. The happiest hikers we saw were in motorized wheelchairs! No muddy boots, no slipping and sliding.
This budding tulip tree next to the meadow seems to think spring is just around the corner –
After a look at the slippery, muddy meadow paths, we decided to stay on the paved perimeter and walk over to the pond. I’ve never seen it so full, or so covered with ice.
Still, it was beautiful, peaceful and alive with signs of life, even though nothing was moving below the surface. I love the reflection of tree trunks and limbs in the first photo below. The second photo documents our only live bird sighting on the ground around the pond and meadow. One lonely robin.
This last set of photos is from our walk back to the visitor’s center. I chose several with flashes of color, beauty, or quirky interest.
Shadows and hints of things to come. Even the icy pond shows promise. I can’t wait to go back when Spring has officially arrived.
Thanks for visiting!
Elouise♥
© Elouise Renich Fraser, 19 February 2019
Photos taken by DAFraser, 5 February 2019
Thank you, Elouise, for yet more photographic reminders (and new surprises) from a beloved spot! Are those Cypress “knees” in the picture with the little stone house? Where are they located? The only “knees” I’ve seen are in the shallow ponds just before the Italian Fountains…bullfrog central in the warm weather!
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Yes, they’re cypress knees. They’re just off a path through a newer area, heading back toward the visitor’s center, before you get to the wide walkway that parallels the flower walk. I’m not sure what that little building is for. But the lock is genuine! Perhaps it’s for controlling the flow of water down toward the lake? I think it looks like a little house for gnomes!
There’s also a large stand of cypress (plus knees!) on the upper walk that goes toward the children’s ‘playhouse’ area before dipping down toward the Italian water fountains. If that’s as clear as mud, so be it! 🙂 I can’t wait to hear and get a look at those noisy old bullfrogs!
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We await what words will be penned and colors caught in images of the now pregnant meadows and waterbodies
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Yes, we do! 😊
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Beautiful pictures, as always,
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Thanks, Waldo! 😊💜💕
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Looking pretty bleak at the moment
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Yes, and just any day now…. 🙂 I think all the new life is in hiding, waiting to leap out any day now!
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As it always does
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