by Patricia Feager
Flowers are the friendly gift we discover
in the silent walks of life
--- Patricia Feager
The flowers in the collages I created above and below are Spring flowers from Switzerland. For me, they are like ancestors from an ancient world, the custodians of the earth for butterflies, bees and other useful insects. Plus, they are intimate when it comes to human connections. Through my eyes, spring flowers exalt awareness that winter is about to end and spring is in transition.
Swiss flowers grew through stone masonry, in the forest, on trees in the middle of farm land, and were seen widespread. These flowers grew independently of people's gardens. Little stones, nuts, and wood chips were everywhere giving accents to natural floral deliveries spread out to everyone who walked by. I could see them growing routinely among rural buildings and old fences. The various flowers and plants favoured the growth and development over periods of time. The first time I came upon the very last wildflowers in the bottom right corner of the collage above, I thought someone planted them. However, the more hiking I did, I saw they were as common as dandelions in cities around America. They grew everywhere!!!
Flowers. Flowers. Everywhere I saw flowers. They filled the cracks and vacant spaces as if it was deliberately planted. They were placed in irregular spaces without a blueprint or a plan. Flowers. They are the medicine for the soul, the architect of the forest, and the modern invention for graphic designs created not by man or woman, but by Mother Nature.
©Inspirational words and photos by Patricia Feager, Spring 2018
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