Friendships with Commas


A long-time friend once said to me, “We have a friendship, with commas.”

“What does that mean?” I asked.

“It means that, no matter how much time has passed, we pick up our conversation where we left off. There are no “periods” in our friendship timeline.”

This memory floated into my thoughts as I was reaching high above my head to capture a photo of a flowers.

What I love most about flowers is their willingness to bloom, without receiving anything in return. There is no quid pro quo. They bloom because that is what they were meant to do. They arrive in season, without commas, welcoming us to enjoy their moment in the sun.

Georgia O’Keeffe wrote: “Nobody sees a flower – really – it is so small it takes time – we haven’t time – and to see takes time, like to have a friend takes time.”

May our time be fill with many commas.

Join me in walking in the St. Albert’s Botanical Garden. You need to take a rain hat, because it is raining!

Colours of Life…


“I found I could say things with colour and shapes that I couldn’t say any other way – things I had no words for.
Georgia O’Keeffe


A Vancouver spring is all about colour and rain.  Everywhere I go my camera comes with me because timing is everything.  The first to awake are the crocuses, then daffodils, tulips and now azaleas and rhododendrons.  Just the other day,  I was so excited about taking a photo that I literally fell into the garden as I was bending over to capture a subtle yellow flower.

Our lives are surrounded by colour.  As children, we see blue for the sky and sea, green for grass and trees, browns for the warmth of Earth, yellow for the brightness of the Sun. We intuitively seek colour in our gardens, paintings, photographs, home designs and clothing.  Our moods and attitudes are profoundly influenced by the colours around us.  From the very beginning, we have linked colour to seasons, planets, the elements of wind, earth, sky and fire. In Greco-Roman mythology, the rainbow was considered to be a path between Earth and Heaven; in Norse mythology a rainbow connects the realms of Ásgard, home of the gods, and Midgard, home of the humans,

This week I want to focus on our creative relationship with a colourful world.  Edouard Manet once said, “There are no lines in nature, only areas of colour, one against another.”  Paul Cezanne agreed, “Pure drawing is an abstraction.  Drawing and colour are not distinct, everything in nature is coloured.”

In the end, we are all the children of nature, always searching for the colours of life.

“Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add colour to my sunset sky.”

Rabindranath Tagore, Stray Birds