iggymogo:

eat dandelions.

how do you prepare them? i use them in sallad but at a much more tender stage than the ones you got there…those should be really bitter. wich from a medicinal point of view is great

lauramcphee:

Tasha Tudor hanging clothes, c1940 (Nell Dorr)

plant-a-day:

Photos courtesy of Gore Orchids and Rogan Roth.

Disa uniflora aka The Pride of Table Mountain, an orchid native to South Africa. It grows along stream banks and waterfalls and requires that year-round moisture to thrive.

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grasshoppersense:

Ben Hewitt, author, farmer, general inspirer (that is a word here, I’ve decided).

 an excerpt from an excerpt of an essay he wrote for Yankee magazine

‘And I will remember how it happens every year that I improbably recognize a bale or two – maybe a runt from an early pass, when we were fiddling with the baler settings, or maybe one from the field’s edge, with an identifying stick woven in, shed from the old maples that line the northern fringe, overseers of more hay and toil than I can imagine.  And I’ll stand in our snow-packed barnyard for a minute, holding the bale, wrenched back to the moment I hauled it off the chute and tossed it to Penny or one of the boys as Martha guided the tractor down the long windrow, the smell of grease and diesel and drying hay riding softly on the summer air. 

It’s not a moment frozen in time, but rather just the opposite: A moment so fluid it can travel across weeks and even months to be with me at six o’clock on a January morning, to a point roughly equidistant from the haying season before and the haying season to come.’

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finethankyouandyou:

Primavera, ca. 1482 (detail)

Sandro Botticelli

Uffizi, Florence

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im not religious but this poem speaks to me

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fatchance:

The grower of trees, the gardener, the man born to farming,
whose hands reach into the ground and sprout,
to him the soil is a divine drug. He enters into death
yearly, and comes back rejoicing. He has seen the light lie down
in the dung heap, and rise again in the corn.
His thought passes…

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grayskymorning:

De Alma e Coração

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flowersgardenlove:

Arisaema sikokianum Flowers Garden Love

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