queen anne’s lace in august
—
Passing The Unworked Field
Queen Anne’s lace
is hardly prized but
neither is it idle,
look how it
stands fiercely
on its thin stem,
how it
nurtures its white budlets
with the
gift of the sun,
how it
makes for this world
all the
loveliness it can.
-Mary Oliver
I didn't have my glasses on.... 
Wonderful post, Beth! Love starting my day by being reminded to look for the beauty in my world!
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glad you enjoyed it, it’s all around
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This is very pretty.
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So delicate.
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yes, all of the tiny buds –
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what a lovely photo — and poem to go with it; well chosen, Beth: you have a gift for choosing the apt quote. I have long been a fan of Mary Oliver. I have a copy of her ‘New and Selected’ at home š
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she is a favorite of mine, and wildflowers are as well
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Queen Anne’s Lace has such an interesting structure — like a delicate architecture to hold the flower up. Lovely indeed.
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it is extremely delicate yet strong
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I love poems from Mary Oliver ..
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some people have such a way with words
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When you dry press Queen Anne’s Lace, it is such a beautiful thing that you can use to spangle any occasion or pour epoxy over it to make beautiful ornaments! It is such a simple yet lovely flower!
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sounds beautiful
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There is so much to take in when we are out and about that it’s easy to miss a Queen Anne’s Lace or two. Glad you got your power back. Have a great day.
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thanks, clay. some see it as a weed, but I see it as a wildflower –
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Hereās to that delicate beauty, Beth.
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here’s to that –
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Such a lovely post. Thank you!
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my pleasure
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I agree with Mary – it’s why I leave mine to do as they will in my back yard!
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Yay!
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I know it’s a weed, but it’s a lovely one:)
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I agree
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Its delicate wildness is calming.
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You are so spot on
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wonderful ending.
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Mary Oliver is a great poet. Thanks for this.
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My pleasure to share her beautiful words
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Itās the little things that we find that bring us joy. Beautiful photo!
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Thank you
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Beautiful.
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Mary has such a beautiful way with words…
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She always does
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My dad taught me that a weed is anything growing where you don’t want it. (to which I would add: or you neighbors or HOA don’t want it). My first thought when I saw the picture was “this should be called something-or-other lace.” And sure enough …
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Perfect
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I LOVE Mary Oliver’s poetry.
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I do too)
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It’s amazing how the ‘common’ is beautiful when we really see it.
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You are so right-
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Queen Anne’s lace and Mary Oliver – a perfect combination!
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Yes!
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Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. I think dandelions are beautiful in their own way.
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I could not agree more, Pete
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Lovely indeed, both verse and pic.
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thank you –
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Welcome.
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It is lovely, especially in a field. Our backyard neighbors have it growing everywhere. It’s a beautiful sight!
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I love it
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