"Perfection is the measure of Heaven and the wish to be perfect is the measure of man."
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As much as I have "wished" my garden to be perfect in some fanciful place reserved in my mind, I am constantly aware that that garden is not what I am creating and that garden is not what I want. In its later years my garden will be its own garden, "zasso", sprouting, intertwining, layering, reaching skyward on its own. So it's Heaven, that gentle persuasion of wind and rain, pruning by sun and cold, the invisible force of other leafy-kinds by shade and gesture, and the nurture of nutrient tides beyond my sight, that will exact some measure of perfection within this plot I now call home.
When ever my vision drifts too far I return to my smallest gardens
- bonsais -
to remind me of the grand scale and my vision there.
- bonsais -
to remind me of the grand scale and my vision there.
photo: Acer japonicum 'Aconitifolium' - Fullmoon Maple
The next time someone tells me I need to weed more instead of saying "But those are medicinal herbs!" I'll quote me some Gerry Ellis Theory of Perfection. :)
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I think it's Islamic tradition that believes only Allah creates perfection so anything manmade must not be perfect. They purposely add flaws to their art designs as a sign of respect.
Good gawd! Every time I put in a different email for these comments an alter ego from my past comes back to haunt me. Before I was Dark Moon, now I'm Bee Girl. hahaha I should send you the brochure I made to "Save the Bees"....
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