Emily Green of the Los Angeles Times recently glorified “the biggest, silliest, loveliest and most poignant of California wildflowers,” the snow-white, crepe-petaled matilija poppy.
Its season is short and one recent afternoon, on Glenfeliz Boulevard in Atwater Village, I marveled at the matilija myself.
Thanks for sharing all of this beauty. I love these bee hive huts. They remind me of hobbit holes!
Heather-
Could I enter a plea for you to write something on "The Tree of Life" by Terrence Malick? I've just seen it twice and am still trying to digest it— it's a film like I've never seen.
Here's a really good review of it: http://hellburns.blogspot.com/2011/05/movies-tree-of-life.html
This is a bit of a selfish request: I know whatever you would write about it would probably be as beautiful as the movie itself, so I'd just really like to read it.
There's progress then and all on a deficit too.
Blessings
I hope google has resolved the blog issues:
beautiful flowers and serenity.
Yep, google issues resolved (I was never aware of any), thanks. Philomena, I have checked out Dingle!…no wonder this is your spiritual home…
And Robert, I'm honored you'd think to ask me to review Tree of Life–I'm sure this is some terribly unseemly prejudice on my part but I am just not grabbed by any review nor by the trailer. The people I've talked to who have seen it–okay, the two people–fall into two camps: those who think it is the greatest film ever made (i.e. one person) and those who found it EGREGIOUSLY pretentious and smarmy (the other person). So just in case I would fall into the latter camp, I'm going to give it a pass for now. I do think our reaction to any film is deeply individual, and I am so glad you found so much to like, as have many others, in Tree of Life!
Fair enough, there are certainly two different camps it seems… a sense of wonder is what is most required, methinks.
Father James Martin had a very good review here talking about it more as a meditation or a prayer than a movie experience: http://www.huffingtonpost.com/rev-james-martin-sj/seeing-the-tree_b_872145.html
Sorry to continue… I'll just say thanks for continuing to write and sign off 🙂
Heather, I think I'd be claustrophobic in a beehive hut, but the Gallurus Oratory is one of my favorite places in Ireland. I do remember seeing commercial bee hive huts at a folk museum near Knock–something one could buy and put in the backyard!
Those poppies are angel hankies!
Angel hankies is just right!
And whoa, the Gallarus Oratory I have just checked out–I wonder if this was the architectural precursor somehow of the beehive hut. "According to local legend, if a person climbs out of the oratory via the window, their soul will be cleansed," says wikipedia. That did it. I have GOT to get myself to Dingle…
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