Everything is love without words
When I feel that what surrounds me is a little hostile

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Everything is love without words
When I feel that what surrounds me is a little hostile
Hibiscus moscheutos / Swamp Rose Mallow
I swear these Hardy Hibiscus were the size of my head! 🌺
Rose Mallow, taken by me (2025).
Who else is ready for spring?
Rose Mallow - Malva-de-três-meses (Lavatera trimestris)
Oeiras/Portugal (20/04/2026)
[Nikon D7100; AF 105mm Micro-Nikkor F2,8]
Some places are haunted by their memories, good and bad, more than others, especially those unfortunate places that have been cleansed and purged of their memory anchors, the abandoned haunts and artifacts of long-lost communities and their industry. In the places where those anchors remain, memories settle on the land as a bitterweet residue of sadness and hope, a byproduct of tragedy, deprivation, exploitation, and renewal. They provide a running commentary on who we are and where we came from, what events brought us to our current states. I can't help but be drawn to these places and selfishly absorb their memories before the combination of progress and time inevitably removes them from our collective consciousness. The lower section of the Mon River Trail, from Opekiska to Pricketts Fort State Park, basks contentedly in its memories for now; take a few footsteps into the quiet woods along the path, and you will find them persisting in a state of slow decay. Yet even in the shadows of long-forgotten beehive coke ovens and their poisonous waste rises a beacon of hope - the extraordinary cranefly orchid (Tipularia discolor), a pioneer plant of successional forests that thrives in the detritus of our industrial past.
Swallows and Kingfisher With Rose Mallows, Utagawa Hiroshige