So I’m thinking even frozisslled banana palms have their own beauty...... It’s almost cruel really, each
year they suck the rays and adorn the garden with degrees of tropical magnificence then Whammo!
it’s a mini iceage and an overnight reduction to a dribbling heap of about to be dessication, sort of like
life really, another opportunity to grow to even greater splendour............
But really it was the Booger Bombs that caught your attention wasn’t it. Great bonce bending bundles
randomly raining around the frozilled Advacado tree, must scare the living whatsits out of the black
birds lurking to score a free feed. Luckily so far no deceased or dented avians to report from their
plundering of the bruised remains, nor random feathers drifting by and so it all sets the tone of the
month, ice ages, photographic opportunities, and near misses.
Click the pics for larger views
Bananas
and
Booger bombs
2015 - July
4th July
We have been very lucky and are most appreciative to have had some Staghorn ferns donated along
with climbing bromeliads, hoping they survive the frosts as they have been freezing the water in many
of the other bromeliads.
Treedragon notes that at least there are few in the way of leaves to rake these days which allows him
to take time to eyeball fungi in the leaves of days gone by. Despite the cold there is still a fair
selection of oddities quietly manifesting upwards from the mulch.
12th July
Okay then so we thought it cold last month but now we have done a degree or two better(?), and this
month we have the icicles to prove it. As the nights chill off the Ruru seem to be spending more time
around the house awaiting food to flutter by should anything not be hibernated by the cold. There are
a number of them around but the one pictured below seems to be our boss local, it’s a big bird too.
often seen perched on pottery or as a quick flash past the window. The photo was taken well into the
dusk earlier in the year as it hung around the compost bin waiting for mice I would think.
21st July - A tribute to Tucker
This is a special posting not relating to Mahara as such but one most significant to Treedragon, he
wants to honour a very special friend just past away. Tucker a dog like no other, not his dog, but a
very special friend with whom he had a very close, if understated connection. Andy and Brenda
whom the dog owned bereft now as am I.
Tucker was a dog like no other, loyal, intelligent, caring, protective, sneaky, trusting (almost),
tolerant (mostly), and a right soft touch or so the sparrows found for the most part..... He lived a
very long life for one such as he and every moment of it he loved food, as much of it as he could get.
Well known for burying his excess biscuits so the sparrows didn’t get them, the sparrows sitting in
the tree above watching.......
He will be missed and by many. he will be remembered and often, and with every memory recalled he
then lives on, as it is for all.
In this pic from 2013 Tucker is watching food from afar, Andy’s lunch actually, being consumed for a
longer time than might mean leftovers, he is worried.......
23 July - Yacon Day
The first clump of Yacon has surfaced, YUM!
We were given a few small growing/heart tubers, (the pink ones), early in the season, planted in less
than ideal conditions but never the less.................
They grew to over 2 meters tall with big bold leaves and clusters of small sunflower like flowers late
in the season, overall very decorative and we plan to plant them wherever there is a random space
and just let them fend for themselves.
For those who know little of Yacon they hail from South America, are widely grown there, a very
healthy, decorative member of the sunflower family. The storage tubers are the ones you eat,
texture like a nashi, lightly sweet, crunchy and can be eaten raw or cooked. From this plant the
biggest tuber was 22cm long and 10cm in diameter, they remind me of dahlia tubers to look at.
The healthy bit is of particular value for diabetics in that the sweetness is of a form that the body
doesn’t use hence low calorie content. Although not strong in vitamins and minerals, yet rich in
calcium, phosphorus and potassium, eating Yacon enables the body to better metabolize the nutrients
in other foods.
This is a good link to check out here
With booger bombs raining down and yaconic yums surfacing from the depths, call me psychic but I
think I know the menu for the next while or two.
29th July
This posting marks a new aspect in the sharing of Treedragon’s sculptures, in particular as it relates to
the works created at Mahara.
A backgrounder first - the sculptures on display are not for sale as such but have been created
specifically for placement within the park in accord with “the feel of things” and visually as part of the
ambience of course, but also, more on a secret squirrel level, to “modify the energies” of the area and
wider even......... your mileage may vary with this aspect :-)
An interesting aspect to ponder is that the sculptures while in formative creation are a definable aspect
of Treedragon, particularly if he is waving a hammer and chisel around a slab of stone, but once they are
placed in the gardens they most definitely become the sole property of the viewer.... you maybe.
It is the perceiver of said works that is actually “creating” them in the now within the experiencial act
of viewing, very much an aspect of your consciousness/beingness and as such it is you that funds the
creation in front of you..... sort of like life really...... Well that may be a bit obtuse, it is simply how life
works, you decide.
Sooooo before digressing too far from the originating topic this posting will be the first featuring a
specific sculpture along with some writings plucked from the aether as inspired by the sculpture itself,
or so the story goes. Keep in mind that Treedragon with these words claims no particular knowledge
about the works and any chosen meaning and that you at all times retain copyright to how you chose to
feel.
So here is the first - Dreaming the Void
Dreaming the Void
Just potential within the void it seems....
as the dreamer dreaming wonders,
the flower of creation so well defined within the void of not yet is......
Could it be, a part maybe, of the symbolic path ever turning unto itself,
creation incarnate,
where dreams the dreamer.....?
Nexus of the crossing, flowering sweet scent throughout the void of possibility,
and thus the words define....
creation soon to follow.....
Infinity encapsulated within the symbol, tamed to understanding,
and yet the dreamer dreams.....
maybe, it could be surmised, of pink sheep,
and the need to avoid......
So where dreams the dreamer,
within or without the infinitude defined,
and so..... can it ever be?
The need to know, it limits does it not,
defines and places, thus solitary within the void,
at best a place beyond a place so defined, not free.....
and yet the dreamer dreams.....
ensconced within the cocoon of what might be.....
See here the dreamer dreaming, and in stone no less,
and who knows if from above it decline.....
An array of form and fit within the boundaries of void,
so nothing to see here really.....
save a link to self within,
the perceiver,
the heart of the dreamer dreaming.......
31st July
So here we are the night of the full moon and a blue one at that, apparently.........
So I’m thinking even frozisslled banana palms have
their own beauty...... It’s almost cruel really, each
year they suck the rays and adorn the garden with
degrees of tropical magnificence then Whammo! it’s
a mini iceage and an overnight reduction to a
dribbling heap of about to be dessication, sort of
like life really. another opportunity to grow to even
greater splendour............
But really it was the Booger Bombs that caught your
attention wasn’t it. Great bonce bending bundles
randomly raining around the frozilled Advacado tree,
must scare the living whatsits out of the black birds
lurking to score a free feed. Luckily so far no
deceased or dented avians to report from their
plunder of the bruised remains, nor random feathers
drifting by and so it all sets the tone of the month,
ice ages, photographic opportunities, and near
misses.
Click the images for bigger views
Bananas
and
Booger bombs
2015 - July
4th July
We have been very lucky and most appreciative to have
had some Staghorn ferns donated along with climbing
bromeliads, hoping they survive as the frosts as they
have been freezing the water in many of the others.
Treedragon notes that at least there are few in the way
of leaves to rake these days which allows time for him to
eyeball fungi in the leaves of days gone by. Despite the
cold there is still a fair selection of oddities quietly
manifesting upwards from the mulch.
12th July
Okay then so we thought it cold last month but now we
have done a degree or two better(?), and this month we
have the icicles to prove it. As the nights chill off the
Ruru seem to be spending more time around the house
awaiting food to flutter by should anything not be
hibernated by the cold. There are a number of them
around but the one pictured below seems to be our boss
local, it’s a big bird too. often seen perched on pottery
or as a quick flash past the window. The photo was taken
well into the dusk earlier in the year as it hung around
the compost bin waiting for mice I would think.
21st July
This is a special posting not relating to Mahara as such
but one most significant to Treedragon, he wants to
honour a very special friend just past away. Tucker a
dog like no other, not his dog, but a very special friend
with whom he had a very close, if understated
connection. Andy and Brenda whom the dog owned
bereft now as am I.
Tucker was a dog like no other, loyal, intelligent, caring,
protective, sneaky, trusting (almost), tolerant (mostly),
and a right soft touch or so the sparrows found for the
most part..... He lived a very long life for one such as he
and every moment of it he loved food, as much of it as
he could get. Well known for burying his excess
biscuits so the sparrows didn’t get them, the sparrows
sitting in the tree above watching.......
He will be missed and by many. he will be remembered
and often, and with every memory recalled he then
lives on, as it is for all.
In this pic from 2013 Tucker is watching food from
afar, Andy’s lunch actually, being consumed for a
longer time than might mean leftovers, he is worried...
23 July - Yacon Day
The first clump of Yacon has surfaced, YUM!
We were given a few small growing/heart tubers, (the
pink ones), early in the season, planted in less than
ideal conditions but never the less.................
They grew to over 2 meters tall with big bold leaves
and clusters of small sunflower like flowers late in the
season, overall very decorative and we plan to plant
them wherever there is a random space and just let
them fend for themselves.
For those who know little of Yacon they hail from
South America, are widely grown there, a very
healthy, decorative member of the sunflower family.
The storage tubers are the ones you eat, texture like
a nashi, lightly sweet, crunchy and can be eaten raw or
cooked. From this plant the biggest tuber was 22cm
long and 10cm in diameter, they remind me of dahlia
tubers to look at.
The healthy bit is of particular value for diabetics in
that the sweetness is of a form that the body doesn’t
use hence low calorie content. Although not strong in
vitamins and minerals, yet rich in calcium, phosphorus
and potassium, eating Yacon enables the body to
better metabolize the nutrients in other foods.
This is a good link to check out here
With booger bombs raining down and yaconic yums
surfacing from the depths, call me psychic but I think
I know the menu for the next while or two.
29th July
This posting marks a new aspect in the sharing of
Treedragon’s sculptures, in particular as it relates to
the works created at Mahara.
A backgrounder first - the sculptures on display are not
for sale as such but have been created specifically for
placement within the park in accord with “the feel of
things” and visually as part of the ambience of course,
but also, more on a secret squirrel level, to “modify the
energies” of the area and wider even......... your mileage
may vary with this aspect :-)
An interesting aspect to ponder is that the sculptures
while in formative creation are a definable aspect of
Treedragon, particularly if he is waving a hammer and
chisel around a slab of stone, but once they are placed
in the gardens they most definitely become the sole
property of the viewer.... you maybe.
It is the perceiver of said works that is “creating” them
in the now within the experiencial act of viewing, very
much an aspect of your consciousness/beingness and as
such it is you that funds the creation in front of you.....
sort of like life really...... Well that was a bit obtuse, it
is simply how life works, you decide.
Sooooo before digressing too far from the originating
topic this posting will be the first featuring a specific
sculpture along with some writings plucked from the
aether as inspired by the sculpture itself, or so the
story goes. Keep in mind that Treedragon with these
words claims no particular knowledge about the works
and any chosen meaning and that you at all times retain
copyright to how you chose to feel.
So here is the first - Dreaming the Void
Dreaming the Void
Just potential within the void it seems....
as the dreamer dreaming wonders,
the flower of creation so well defined within the void of not
yet is......
Could it be, a part maybe, of the symbolic path ever turning
unto itself,
creation incarnate,
where dreams the dreamer.....?
Nexus of the crossing, flowering sweet scent throughout
the void of possibility,
and thus the words define....
creation soon to follow.....
Infinity encapsulated within the symbol, tamed to
understanding,
and yet the dreamer dreams.....
maybe, it could be surmised, of pink sheep,
and the need to avoid......
So where dreams the dreamer,
within or without the infinitude defined,
and so..... can it ever be?
The need to know, it limits does it not,
defines and places, thus solitary within the void,
at best a place beyond a place so defined, not free.....
and yet the dreamer dreams.....
ensconced within the cocoon of what might be.....
See here the dreamer dreaming, and in stone no less,
and who knows if from above it decline.....
An array of form and fit within the boundaries of void,
so nothing to see here really.....
save a link to self within,
the perceiver,
the heart of the dreamer dreaming.......
31st July
So here we are the night of the full moon and a blue
one at that, apparently.........
