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Thursday, July 19, 2007


Take a walk out the end of the driveway with me and around the corner to Silver Street hill.

There's a lot happening here on the hill over time, and time just keeps on being here.

We'll look at just
a little bit of it. There's a lot more.

First of all let me show you the hill in winter. It's not an inviting place.

But in summer. It's much nicer.

In between a lot happens. In the slideshows you can see some of what goes on.

Beginning at the end of my driveway is a field of buckwheat with a barn about a mile away in the middle of the photograph. Next there is a view of two barns. The older of the two has been the subject of a lot of my photographs and can be seen in earlier blog entries. Looking down Townline Road to the west my dog Boo is doing whatever it is she does. She's an old gentle dog with a quiet spirit.

Around the corner on Townline Road and onto the crest of Silver Street hill a panorama comes to view. Most of the photographs in the slideshows were taken about 8:30 on the evening of July 18th 2007

Along the roadside there are many marvels. Mostly flowers that make me smile. Here are a few I saw this evening. Some experiences have made it hard for them, but they have taken it in stride. No matter what, they have survived and will continue to do so. Let's take it from a place close to the beginning. We call it the beginning, but in forever there is no beginning.

We start with Day Lily shoots in April and looking at how they have progressed and the neat things that accompany them. It's all blossoms from that point on. We're walking together along the roadside. An interesting feature of the Day Lilies is that their tubers, which are small fleshy white nubs, and their petals are edible. The tubers have a mild onion flavor, and the petals can be used as a colorful and edible garnish for salads.¤t=68d9b426.pbw

On the way back up the hill we find these beauties.¤t=6a82eb17.pbw

There are ways but the Way is uncharted;

There are names but not nature in words:

Nameless indeed is the source of creation

But things have a mother and she has a name.

The secret waits for the insight

Of eyes unclouded by longing;

Those who are bound by desire

See only the outward container.

These two come paired but distinct

By there names.Of all things profound,

Say that their pairing is deepest,

The gate to the root of the world.

The above passage from the Tao Te Ching - The Way of Life is
Translated by Raymond B Blakney 1955. The entire text is available at the link below.

Except for the passage taken from the Tao Te Ching the photographs and text are produced by David H. Roche, copyright 2007

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