Hello to you today. I’ve had a chance to read your blogs, and you’re all doing a wonderful job out there. Crazy that you’re right here, with your stories, art and bold adventures, yet so far across the world. My world seems so much smaller, the farther away you live, the larger than life you are. As always your fine work, still brings smiles to our faces. Simple beauty found in your friendship, that’s all it takes to make the world a beautiful place. Like the simple beauty in the faces of Shuswap wild flowers.
Brown-eyed Susan – Gaillardia aristata
The faces see your heartache. Let it go, it is time to live in the present. It is time to enjoy the faces of life that smile upon you. It is time to enjoy and be part of the smile. Move on in life, let the sorrow go, so the burden is not heavy on the children anymore. You may not see it, but they may feel it. It is time to smile, it is time for you to be you. A true happy you. Find the simple beauty, the beauty in your heart, and in the faces of the wild flowers around you.
Common Red Paintbrush – Castilleja miniata
How wonderful you are, for taking the time to help people. Know that you are appreciated, for what you do, and why you do it. All the faces smiling and friendly, all the places you’ve been and the people you’ve met, they must miss you terribly. The wild flowers call for you to find the beauty of the friendship.
Friendship – Amicitia
Each one individual, each one beautiful, each one memorable. Soon the petals will fall to the forest floor. Things can never go back to the way they were, or to the way you thought they could be. It is time to move forward. Release what is no longer a positive attribute and that which has held you back in sorrow. You will never forget, but you must move on now. Your friends and family are there to help you. Let go and look for the simple beauty in the wild flowers. You too, are a wild flower.
Wild Roses – Rosa gymnocarpa
Stand tall and true flower, the forest surrounds your beauty, the skies open to the heavens of your heart. We are all together in this place, you reflect the world, now the world must reflect you. Peace must come from it, peace will come from you. Your presence can change it all. The music, the understanding, the forest, the water you live in, must always be here. Your presence is beauty among us.
Yellow Pond Lily – Nuphar polysepala
Once considered a good luck charm, the Red Columbine is unmistakable in the forest. Considered to resemble a quintet of doves, its pure beauty draws you in. So many amazing sights in the forest, with red and yellow flowers of the Shuswap. They take us past our dreams and show their simple beauty in our lives as such precious visions of perfection. Why is it so hard to do the same. If we can show the same, we can feel the same, we are simple beauty. What a wonderful wild flower you are.
Red Columbine – Aquilegia formosa
Just believe in what you know, what you can learn and who you are. The forest will take care of the rest, if we take care of the forest. You can not help but to smile when you see the faces it beholds. If the forest can do this, imagine what heaven can do. And you know, once you’ve heard that beautiful voice, there’s no denying the simple beauty. Do not fear the light that shines over the forest, oceans, world and you.
Mountain Ladyslipper – Cypripedium montanum
Each wild flower has its own unusual shape, fragrance and purpose. Its look changes from region to region, and the Latin changes everything that we know and how we say it. Something to be read, all should know Latin. Incredible and powerful as the simple beauty in the faces of wild flowers.
Chicory – Cichorium intybus
Open in daylight, a sky-blue flower, brilliant and beautiful. Today we will call it a beautiful wild flower, rather than an introduced weed. It is a striking beauty, tall and common in fields. A flower which closes up at night and on dark overcast days. How did it know to do that? Who told them to close at dark, was it the Blue Sailors? Is there more than what we know? If a flower knows what to do, then what of the trees? If nature knows, why do the humans not know better? Will it change when we add the music, and the art? The wild flowers look to you.
Oxeye Daisy – Leucanthemum vulgare
The day and age call you, the wind whispers through the forest and the faces see the future for you. You must move on. Go and cry to the wind, let the breeze carry the sorrow from your heart and remember now with a smile. You can not change what was. You can better what will be. Is that not in itself Simple Beauty?
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