|🇨🇦 Ayer’s Cliff, Québec
Abandoned piano: established in N.Y. in 1903-30, one of the most successful manufacturers of player pianos. It was operated using perforated paper rolls and foot-pumped pedals.
🎹 Un vieux #piano abandonné.
Today’s theme: #Keyboard#DailyPictureTheme
The illustration in my collage is by Maginel Wright Enright (1881–1966), from the story Sunshine Flowers by Clara Ingram Judson. Maginel Wright Enright was the younger sister of the renowned architect Frank Lloyd Wright.
ALT Illustration by Maginel Wright Enright from the story Sunshine Flowers. A group of fairies with flowing robes and gauzy wings gather among giant white daisies with golden centres and pale yellow flowers. Some reach towards the blooms while others cluster below, set against a soft green background. The whimsical scene accompanies a fairy tale explaining how certain flowers became golden.
“On long, serene midsummer days
Of ripening fruit and yellowed grain,
How sweetly, by dim woodland ways,
In tangled hedge or leafy lane,
Fair wild rose thickets, you unfold
Those pale pink stars with hearts of gold!”
- from ‘Wild Roses’ by Edgar Fawcett (1847-1904) #wildflowers
ALT Collage celebrating the wild rose. A decorative lithograph of ‘Wild Rose’ by Maurice Pillard Verneuil from Eugène Grasset’s Plants and their Application to Ornament (1897) is shown alongside photographs of pale pink wild rose blossoms growing amongst green hedgerow foliage. A close-up reveals a thorn on a stem, and a larger image highlights a single flower with golden stamens.
“Where there are bees there are flowers, and wherever there are flowers there is new life and hope.”
- Christy Lefteri, The Beekeeper of Aleppo
ALT Collage of five close-up photographs showing bees visiting flowers. A honeybee gathers nectar from white Astrantia flowers, a bumblebee explores a yellow poppy, another bumblebee feeds on an apricot-coloured Geum bloom, a solitary bee rests within a purple geranium flower, and a bumblebee visits pink Erysimum blossoms.
REFLECTIONS
In the slick black eye
Of the catbird, the lush pinks;
In the frog pond, the darkening sky.
Distant, the red sun sinks.
Lie low, my laden heart, and fly —
Never contradictory,
Wingéd, like a #victory,
Crimson where the sea-lights die.
#vss365#poem#poetry#summer
The Dormouse lay happy, his eyes were so tight
He could see no chrysanthemums, yellow or white.
And all that he felt at the back of his head
Were delphiniums (blue) and geraniums (red).
~A.A.Milne
#flowers