TREASURE FROM LEFT BEHIND SPACE
We use our back laneway - a left over from 19thC planning and one which I am ever so glad was implemented to begin with - as a second back garden. We meet neighbours there, the children play with other children there - they learn to ride bikes, kick balls, and it's the meeting point for motorbike rides. Our garage door is a very social place. The door goes up, the people come round.
At the moment it is also a gathering place for leaves, debris, petals and twigs, all washed down from recent rain and wind. There is a big silver gum tree next door, which has been dropping new leaves and small nuts, and I hastened to gather them for photographing. And all along the paths and roads are dried Bougainvillea petals in softest pink, the leaves incredibly thin and fragile, starting slowly to be eaten by decay. But in their decay, something beautiful and wonderful - angelic in colour and veining - is appearing.
I always watch for things under my feet. Perhaps today you will too, and you will come home with some forgotton treasure.
what a lovely post...
Posted by: Theresa | April 01, 2008 at 08:44 AM
Your nature is shedding and ours is sprouting.
Beautiful photo.
Posted by: Creature of Habit | April 01, 2008 at 09:42 AM
lovely words - our garage door is a very social place. i did not bring forgotten treasure home today but your words make me smile and bring light.
Posted by: michele | April 01, 2008 at 01:17 PM
A gorgeous thought to go with a gorgeous image.
Posted by: Tracy | April 02, 2008 at 05:38 AM
the delicacy and transparency of this is wonderful.
and the back garden sounds like a lovely place to be!
xox
Posted by: amisha | April 20, 2008 at 12:39 PM
i love found things
Posted by: kim | April 23, 2008 at 12:21 PM
Amazingly tender photograph. How lovely and calm.
Your blog is a nice resting place from the calamity of life's sometimes bustling presence.
Posted by: *amy* | April 24, 2008 at 02:59 AM