Calling from the back of the garden in the mounting gloom
like moonlight in the middle of the night
the naked ladies stand tall and proud
radiating their light from within
the brightness draws one ever nearer
until you stand before them in wonder of the light they diffuse
and the sheer beauty of the grouping of their blooms
surrounding those precious buds
you bend down to drink in their scent and come face to face with
their golden hearts
What joy to have them in my garden for even a brief period each
autumn.
They are survivors, just like me, through drought and poor soil
they relentlessly bloom in old farm gardens, a hundred years after
the homestead has crumbled and the barren land lies deserted
the Belladonnas push up their buds through the hard-baked soil
as heralds of the first autumn rain that will fall two weeks hence.
I have watched them over fifty years at least and they never disappoint.
Linking with
TODAY'S FLOWERS
and
I Heart Macro
Linking with
TODAY'S FLOWERS
and
I Heart Macro
They are stunning.
ReplyDeleteWhat BEAUTIES ... !
ReplyDeleteI love envisioning "like moonlight in the middle of the night" for who has not woken to that particular kind of moonmagic and felt suddenly that they are not so alone after all? They bloomed near my old digs in California and came up the same, from parched earth.
I do love a heap of white flowers that embellish a moonlit garden. I plant quite a bit of white as 'markers' in the night garden.
DeleteThey're gorgeous! The white blossoms are so pretty against the green background.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful blooms Arija, I am waiting for my pink naked ladies to show,, so far only one has popped up and that was while I was away.
ReplyDeleteOurs were particularly lovely this year because of that one rain event in late summer. Hope they all pop up for you now.
DeleteΚαλώς όρισες Arija και σ΄ευχαριστώ πάρα πολύ για τα ευγενικά σου λόγια!
ReplyDeleteΠανέμορφες οι φωτογραφίες σου με την Μπελαντόνα και πολύ ποιητική η περιγραφή σου!
Πολλούς χαιρετισμούς!
Thank you Magda.
DeleteWunderschöne Blüten! Traumhaft!
ReplyDeleteFinde ich auch.
Deletebeautiful! and strong and hardy - like you.
ReplyDeleteGaw shucks Theresa, you make me blush.
DeleteDelightful macro shots !
ReplyDeleteThey are wonderful. Long may the 'beautiful ladies' survive!
ReplyDeleteHear, hear and they certainly do John.
DeleteA joy to see this morning. Thank you so very much.
ReplyDeleteThey are joy to me as long as soon as they pop their heads up.
DeleteSuch beauties, beautifully captured in word and photo.
ReplyDeleteA very nice series of photos .. great job ...
ReplyDeleteGreetings, Karin
Your Belladonas are a sight to behold Arija, thanks for sharing them.
ReplyDeleteOh Arija the flowers are beautiful. But somehow the post makes me happy and sad all at the same time. It's the mention of the flowers still blooming even though the homestead has crumbled.... we see so many abandoned farms when we travel and it always makes me sad, but last summer we passed one crumbling home that still had a hedge of yellow roses blooming. I burst into tears. So poignant. Beyond sad somehow.
ReplyDeleteWe have a great many abandoned soldier settlement farms, that makes if doubly sad, in land grants that may have been viable one in 10 years but are in reality desert country. Those who survived the great wars, then battled and lost against nature.
DeleteOh that is such an interesting bit of history -- and like so many bits (here too) so sad. I wonder if the lawmakers who started the soldier settlement farms meant well at the time or ....
DeleteOh I love your Naked Ladies, so pure in colour and they just radiate smiles I know. We have them, but they are a dusty pink in colour...I think I should love the pure white ones...something very special in their faces. Love to you my sweet and precious friend~
ReplyDeleteMary, I also have them in every shade of pink. The tallest ones are the pink ones I posted last week.
DeleteThe closer you get the more beautiful they seem to be!
ReplyDeleteThey are superb and glow with an inner light. How fortunate to have them bloom for you every year.
ReplyDeleteLong live the naked ladies. Your words give me goosebumps.
ReplyDelete