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The Green Fingered PhotographerThe Green fingered photographer is a blog all about my favourite interests of Photography, Nature and Plants which have grown and complimented each other for a number of years |
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Tyras Trädgård/Tyra's GardenA SMALL GARDEN on the island of Resarö, Resarö is situated in the inner part of the archipelago outside of Stockholm. Tyra´s Garden is mostly an ornamental vegetable garden, potager. But flowers are of course an important ingredience, for beauty and po |
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frog ponds rockI am a 41 year old mother and Grandmother. I balance amazing cooking with indifferent housekeeping. Vacuuming is bad for your soul. I like to play in the mud. |
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Recent Blog Posts
Quantum Leap
on Dec 31, 1969 in Family Nature Personal Singapore View All health home spiritual apparition belief catholic church clouds dead divine revelation faith flying pig god holy mass offering mutated cat nation purgatory singapore map sky souls spiritual cat spiritual realm suffering throne time shift The Spiritual Realm It is so scary, really scary. I don’t want to be in that ‘world’ again. I was in another ’spiritual realm’, conscious of what is happening all around me. It was a divine revelation and I encountere...
On Salted Wind.
on Jul 28, 2004 in Nature What in Heaven is nature doing now? Her summer leaves are turning autumn brown Some say it must be salted wind that blows Such clement air for Aphid’s frothy crown. But cause for rusted windburn on the green Prefers the pause and muse of pagan...
The First Raindrop
on Aug 15, 2004 in Nature Before sleep, I heard the tinkering of rain and it made me wonder. Where did the first raindrop fall? On garden, chalk or tarmac path? In quiet kinship with the ocean? Bouncing off the shoes of drunken love? Ahead the fray of cloudburst, succumbed...
Lapping
on Sep 4, 2004 in Nature I urge you, heed the pull of tide! Surrender to the progenies of her push and pull across clenched toes and red arched backs - brushing us like fleets of soft milk necklaces. Contemplate the glassy shivers she brings the backward gasp of her shuddere...
Viewpoint
on Sep 8, 2004 in Nature Near one foot on Wiseman’s Bridge the bosky dance of trees to teal sea. shot-slewed on the grey incline down toward the quartzite bed. Joyful, feeling the soft tongued ardent lick of bridled sun, running down the scallop edge of the valley, but...



