Monday, May 16, 2011


the wind, one brilliant day called
to my soul with an odor of jasmine.

“in return for the odor of my jasmine,
i’d like all the odor of your roses.”

“i have no roses; all the flowers
in my garden are dead.”

“well, then, i’ll take the withered petals
and the yellow leaves and the waters of the fountain.”

the wind left.  and i wept.  and i said to myself:
what have you done with the garden that was entrusted to you?”

Anthony Machado


  1. Oh MY! I have never seen Jasime grow to this height and width .. and I have never seen purple Jasmine. Isn't is exquisite! I would be sleeping in the garden. The poem touches my heart. hugs, Donna

  2. Exquisite! Are these photos from Taos? Can't wait to hear about the trip!

  3. Oh, so beautiful! I wish I could feel the scent....

  4. Wow, your jasmine is amazing!!! Mine is tiny and not doing well. Gosh, I loved all of your photos in this post, they are so beautiful. The colors are just stunning!

  5. Exquisite beauty and color and detail and light. WOW!

  6. the light!

  7. dear Patty-your pics are beautiful ...lush and full of life. I wish I were there! It is rainy + gloomy over here and Tara and I are down with the flu! So glad you are enjoying your vacation!


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