Saturday, December 29, 2007

Happy New Year

May your New Year open


















With a dazzling display














Of a (as promised) collection of breathable well wishes. A gathering of Live Oak acorns. Seeds for the future.














A pack of palm fronds, zippered in by Zamia's.















Pebbles in patterns approaching perfection













And a place where your thoughts can float into a world of creative imagination.














Let your New Year be filled with the abundance and generosity of our natural world and a wish that more of mankind would learn to give back to the earth in respect and return.

10 comments:

The County Clerk said...

And a wonderful new year to you! It will be what you make it... which is to say, a good one.

Carol said...

Happy New Year to you as well. May all your gardening dreams come true.

Carol, May Dreams Gardens

Frances said...

Happy New Year to you also. Was that first picture from the Biltmore, on the sly?

chuck b. said...

Oh, my goodness (rapid breathing, accelerated heartrate) do those perfect pebbles adorn a container?!

Lisa at Greenbow said...

Christopher you are quite the poet. Thank you for your efforts. A Very Happy Healthy New Year to you.

Christopher C. NC said...

The big urn or genie bottle, a good five feet tall, was in a store window in Columbia SC.

Yes the pebbles are on a nice sized ceramic container.

Happy New Year Hank, Carol, Frances, Chuck and Lisa.

Frances said...

Some acorns from an immense oak were gathered during the holiday visitations. How do you plant them, or when, or it what?

lisa said...

Happy New Year to you!

bev said...

And Happy New Year to you, Christopher. You have made me a loyal reader. I look forward to watching your progress living outside Clyde in 2008.

Annie in Austin said...

2007 was quite a year, wasn't it, with many of us ending up somewhere we didn't expect to be.

It's been fascinating to see new wonders of the natural world revealed in each post from Clyde.

May 2008 be a very good year for you, Christopher!

Annie at the Transplantable Rose