Whatever Weds. Cattails

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I like cattails even when they get all crazy and fluffy. I always think of it as organized chaos.

I’ve also always liked this bit of Mary Oliver’s poem regarding cattails,

“the long tapers
of cattails
are bursting and floating away over
the blue shoulders

of the ponds,
and every pond,
no matter what its
name is, is

nameless now.”

From her poem- In Blackwater Woods.

Happy Hump Day! I hope your week is going well.

Fuji X-T3| Fujinon 100-400mm| PS CC 23.0.0

more to come…

36 thoughts on “Whatever Weds. Cattails

  1. Love the way you captured and posted the photo Deborah, the fuzzy-ness of the background and the fluffy-ness of the seed head. Love the poem it says so much in so few words.

  2. Deborah – a perfect poem/photo duet. I share you love of Mary Oliver’s poetry. I was reading how she, like you, would go for long walks. Once, when she forget to take along her pen, she hid pencils in the tress so she would never again be left without a something to write down her thoughts. Thank you for a lovely morning reflection!

    1. Thank you so much, Ally! I chose this title theme for Wednesday’s I want to post but, don’t want to be wordless, but I know what you mean! If I’m using “whatever” I’m saying “meh”. 😀

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