The Lily ~ Haiku and Photo

Lily from my garden


fireworks of flora



speckled bursts of joy

fireworks cool to my touch

enchanting lily


by Angie Quantrell

New Life

This is my daddy and I'm keeping him.

By Angie Quantrell Angie Quantrell

startled gasp for breath

mama's trimphant labor

wrapping up daddy

 

Haiku by Angie Quantrell

Welcome, Autumn Nahara.
Born April 26 at 10:08 AM.

Another piece of Nana's heart...

Happy Earth Day!

Blossoms in the spring

By Angie Quantrell @AngieQuantrell

Happy Earth Day, Earth!

What a wonderful world we live in - beautiful, fascinating, safe, peaceful, dangerous, harsh, mysterious, vast, surprising, and awe-inspiring.

I'm glad I live here.

In honor of Earth Day, I think it appropriate to give a gift.

So I will do something good for the Earth today. Maybe several somethings.

My gifts shall be:

- picking up any trash I see
- making sure I water only what needs water, not the sidewalk, gutter, or driveway
- turning off electrical devices I am not actually using
- planting something pretty (or tasty)
- giving thanks to God for such an amazing place to live

Tulips opened to catch the sun

Earth Day Haiku

 

Earth home, designed gift

fashioned by God's mighty hand

habitat for us

Fruit trees in bloom

What will your gift be?

National Haiku Poetry Day

Monet in the garden

by Angie Quantrell @AngieQuantrell

National Haiku Poetry Day was on Sunday. I love wrangling words to create a 17 syllable story poem.

 

Cat in the garden

Ladybug is mine, Mine. MINE.

I can't have it? Fine. I'm gone.

Fine. You won't let me have it, I'm outta here.

 

Cat, photos, and Haiku are mine. Happy Haiku Holiday.

Just Because

Just because I appreciate you.

 

By Angie Quantrell @angiequantrell

Happy April!

appreciation

 

for friends, family, and like

 

thank you, dear heart true

 

 

~ Angie Quantrell

 

 

Thank you for reading, commenting, and following this blog. I appreciate each one of you. Invite your friends and family to join the fun. Thanks!

 

 

Have a beautiful first day of April. Just because.

 



Just Because cards by Angie Quantrell

Note: Here is a list of materials I used when making these greeting cards: cardstock, old fashioned library cards, brads, washi tape, glitter tape and glue, rubber stamps, ink pads, watercolor resevoir paint brush

You can see more card creations and cards I love on my Pinterest Rubber Stamping board. The link will take you right to my board. @AngieQuantrell

Poetic Pink

Photo by Angie Quantrell @AngieQuantrell

Pink puffs perfectly poised to produce

pretty pearls of poetry.

warmed by sun's long days

life-giving nectar drawn up

to the sky; beauty

 

 

By Angie Quantrell @AngieQuantrell

 

 

What about you? What do you see in pink?

Catitude Haiku

Monet expressing her cat-ness


yes, I am Gray Queen

royal bed and rest doth call

stop bothering me

 

 

 

by Angie Quantrell



@AngieQuantrell

Hugh's Photo Challenge: Week 13 - Love

 

 

Love

 

 

partnership of years

 

evidence in rings worn thin

 

remembrance of love

 

 

Haiku

by Angie Quantrell

(2-17-16)

TJ's Household Challenge Haiku - Calendar

 

 

blank pages stretch on

 

imagine, dream, plan, journey

 

possibilities

 

 

Angie Quantrell 2016

Eggs Benedict Delight

break the fast mouthful
lemon yellow saucy bite
egg and ham divine

~ Angie Quantrell

My first EVER attempt to make Eggs Benedict. This was a treat for my honey, who loves this dish. Too lemony was the hollandaise sauce, so back to adjusting the recipe I go. But there were no curdled eggs and a nice rich sauce covered the poached eggs and ham. I consider my maiden voyage on the ship named Hollandaise & Poached Eggs a success.

For me, this was Boxing Day - cooking outside our usual breakfast rut.

Happy Boxing Day to those who celebrate in more traditional ways!

Gingerbread Delight

wafts of spice tickle
quivering noses and tongues
gingerbread delight

~ Angie Quantrell


There is most decidedly a reason that gingerbread has become synonomous with Christmas.

The scent.

The fragrance of warm spices, the steam of a hot oven, the soft melting of toasted cookies melting in your mouth...

Welcome, gingerbread. Welcome, Christmas.

Putting the Beds to Sleep

putting the beds to sleep

 

 

by angie quantrell

 

 

shorter days

 

colder nights

 

water is shut-off

 

falling leaves

 

dying stalks

 

fading blooms

 

sagging fruit

 

life cycle ending

 

though a few gallantly bloom on

 

time left is not sufficient for success

 

putting the beds to sleep

 

leaves, trimmed herbs, branches

 

no cats may visit here

 

tucked in securely

 

decay, compost, turn back to dust

 

good-night, dear beds, to sleep you go

The Back Side of Yellow

the back side of yellow


"Yellow is a small wheel of cheddar cheese,
Permeating a musty odor out of the bakers shop
Yellow is a thousand paper cranes,
Floating down a slow, mellow river
Yellow is the round circle of moon,
The light that stays through the coldest night."

~ ANISHA DATTA, Confessions of a Part-Time Optimist: a Collection of Poems

Old Forest & Fun With Friends - Logging Boom Days of Northern Idaho

Years ago, I mean years, my friend Alyson and I took a field-trip type class called "Logging Boom Days of Northern Idaho."

Papers in my file say 1993, so 22 years ago to be exact. This summer. That was one of our killing-two-birds-with-one-stone plans. Each summer we would take a class, as teachers were (and still are) required to take continuing education courses. The multiple day courses we chose allowed us to travel, visit, camp and/or sleep in a cabin, experience a new adventure, and fulfill our school requirements.

Speaking of adventures, this course was the one where I locked the keys in the van at our campground en route to the class site. On the first day of class. We were late because we had to wait for AAA to show up and unlock the van. In the middle of the wilderness of northern Idaho. That was fun.

Together with our fellow classmates, we traveled over hill and dale, climbed up hill (many times) and downhill (again, many times). The cabin we stayed in during the class had bats living between the metal roof and the wooden roof. Our nights were filled with scritches and scratches as they climbed in and out for night flight hunting. I was positive they were inside the cabin, so I slept with my sleeping bag over my head. Regardless of the heat.

A beautiful river ran right in front of our cabins, so several of us enjoyed mini-floats. We toured sites of lumber industries, hiked down log chutes, and traipsed throughout the forests, kicking up dust and making it stick to our sweaty bodies. I recall pulling off my shirt at one point, once the coast was clear, to dunk it in the cool water. Such was air conditioning in the mountains.

Not only did we hoof it, but we also car-pooled and hit back country roads to get to many of our logging boom day historic sites. After starting the course in St. Maries, Idaho, we journeyed by dirt road over mountains and ended up in Wallace, Idaho. Just for fun, Alyson and I, as soon as class was over, hit the road east so we could count Montana as one of our states for the class. After which we had to turn west and drive late to make it home to central Washington.

Course number H1493hs93 was a three-state class - Washington, Idaho, and Montana.

Dare I wax poetic? Here is small portion of the poem I composed after being inspired by the beauty of the old forests.

OLD FOREST

Wandering trail, dwarfed,
Serene, cool, shade . . .
Shadows of majestic cedar trees.

Breeze gently ruffling the crowns
of the age old monarchs . . .
Untouched by loggers' blades, untainted by pest or flame,
Triumphant over man and nature.

(From "Old Forest" by Angie Quantrell, 1993)

The memories are worth the cost of the course. If you get a chance, take a travel class with a friend.

Angie Quantrell loves to travel and learn new things. Exploring old things is one of her favorite past-times.

The Strength of Love - Wordsworth in Word and Photo

"There is comfort in the strength of love;
'Twill make a thing endurable, which else
Would overset the brain, or break the heart."

~ William Wordsworth
"Michael: A Pastoral Poem," Lyrical Ballads

Celebrating 25 years of love (almost 5 years ago) - quickly approaching our 30th anniversary.

Chunks of glacier in Alaska, icebergs now.

Strength and comfort with my best friend.

I never imagined that we would so quickly reach 30 years of marriage. We are blessed.

Love is in the Air - Wacky Wednesday

Why art thou silent! Is thy love a plant
Of such weak fibre that the treacherous air
Of absence withers what once was so fair?

~ William Wordsworth, British poet
1832. "Why Art Thou Silent!," Yarrow Revisited and Other Poems (1885)

Maybe he was talking about red onions that look like hearts. They are a plant of weak, yet burning, fibre. Oh, yes, treacherous air! As my eyes burn while cutting the silent plant that once was fair, the absence of fumes makes me silent. And, I might add, onions are withered plants. Just look at the dried up stems.

Tongue-in-Cheek

Angie Quantrell loves onions and plants. Love is in the air this month of February. Have a love-ly day.