Oriental lilies Spiked husks of blanched skin are flayed back to expose menacing vermilion teeth and an extended, sticky-tipped upturned tongue which reeks of citron. All of which is designed for a single purpose - to aggressively seek out unsuspecting hosts for its species succession. Oh, what demonic flora! Words and images by Michael J.... Continue Reading →
Blue Serenity Even alone in this spot surrounded by deep pools of water and staring into the vast sky above, rather than feeling cold and distant, there's a sense of calmness and profound order. Relaxation and tranquility prevails - as though the world is saying "enjoy...!" Words and images by Michael J. Hall
Dune ravine Surely this must be the impression left behind from some colossal hand that reached down from their cloudy dominion and scooped out a spoonful of this earthly sugar to stir into their morning breakfast tea or coffee. Words and images by Michael J. Hall
Paperwhite Narcissus Ghostly snow-white heads dance and sing upon the breeze, haunting me with their intense beauty and pungent, powdery aroma - like Sirens tempting sailors to wreck carelessly against the shallows. Words and images by Michael J. Hall
Eastern Hemlock Proud parents stand guard over their latest offspring, nestled securely between them. She bathes quietly in the nourishing sunlight offered beside their imposing trunks and dreams to one day fill the void left by her fallen grandparents. Words and images by Michael J. Hall
Bridal Spirea The cascading blooms of bridal spirea remind one of the falling snow of frosty white we often see this time of year, but has yet to arrive. The clusters of flowers cling to branches like the wet winter downfall that, with time, tumble to the earth below adding to her layers of seasonal... Continue Reading →
Annabelle hydrangea The timeless antique white glory of the Annabelle blooms, which are both exquisite and tenderhearted, seem to match any mood, any occasion, and any age. Words and images by Michael J. Hall
Tide returns Much like the passing of winter or the anticipation of Christmas, I await for the return of warm summer days with toes in the sand and the gentle rising of the tide to wash away the grit gathered upon my soles and experience that refreshing salty tingle once more... Words and images by... Continue Reading →
Tall phlox From a bee's point of view all that can be seen are copious dazzling hot pink flower heads wrapped around a long vertical stem, like a giant strawberry watermelon lollipop, to be savored for hours until, finally, all the sweet nectar has been consumed. Words and images by Michael J. Hall
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