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Kaleri Resurrection Fern
But the View...
Out or In?
Step Into My Parlor
Kaleri Resurrection Fern
Bump, bump, bumpy
Cicatrized
They cling to trees
Nestle in roots
Tiny brown clumps
Of life-to-be
Until rain comes
Wakes the green
Uncurling
Born anew
A few years after my son was born, I took a trip to Jekyll Island, Ga. I had been before and fallen in love with the trees there, with the beaches and wooden walkways, and the old bookstore that smelled of dust and time, as bookstores should. I went because I needed a break, a collection of moments that didn’t include nappies, snacks, temper-tantrums, cooking, dishes, laundry, the endless litany of house-keepery and mothering. I spent three days on Jekyll, walking and photographing anything that didn’t move away fast enough. Trees are remarkable un-movish. There were ferns in the trees, some brown and crumbly and some thriving. Someone told me they were resurrection ferns, seeming dead until warmth and rain woke them from their winter slumber. I called them Kaleri Ferns because the bumps (fern spores) reminded me of the scars on the Kaleri, an African tribe that decorates their bodies with scar patterns to look like crocodiles or other fierce creatures.
Bump, bump, bumpy
Cicatrized
They cling to trees
Nestle in roots
Tiny brown clumps
Of life-to-be
Until rain comes
Wakes the green
Uncurling
Born anew
A few years after my son was born, I took a trip to Jekyll Island, Ga. I had been before and fallen in love with the trees there, with the beaches and wooden walkways, and the old bookstore that smelled of dust and time, as bookstores should. I went because I needed a break, a collection of moments that didn’t include nappies, snacks, temper-tantrums, cooking, dishes, laundry, the endless litany of house-keepery and mothering. I spent three days on Jekyll, walking and photographing anything that didn’t move away fast enough. Trees are remarkable un-movish. There were ferns in the trees, some brown and crumbly and some thriving. Someone told me they were resurrection ferns, seeming dead until warmth and rain woke them from their winter slumber. I called them Kaleri Ferns because the bumps (fern spores) reminded me of the scars on the Kaleri, an African tribe that decorates their bodies with scar patterns to look like crocodiles or other fierce creatures.
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Beautiful RoofBut the View...
Out or In?
Step Into My Parlor
Beautiful Roof; But the View…; Out or In?; Step Into My Parlor
Old house
Once proud
Wealthy
Was a plantation
When such things were common
Built of tabby
(not the cat, the material)
Still weathering storms
Despite no roof,
No windows
No doors
No people to shelter any more
Jekyll Island, Ga - Oh, what to do when the skies are such a blue, and clear, clear, clear? Photograph the remains of the Horton House on Jekyll, of course! The house is built of tabby, a material comprised of shells, sand, lime, and water. Lately, the house has been restored, and so the walls have a two-tone look to them. I’ve never come across another tabby house. It is wonderful stuff, textured, groovy, colorful. I found the spider hole by accident, or perhaps cosmic design, and was delighted…what a beautiful home she has!
Old house
Once proud
Wealthy
Was a plantation
When such things were common
Built of tabby
(not the cat, the material)
Still weathering storms
Despite no roof,
No windows
No doors
No people to shelter any more
Jekyll Island, Ga - Oh, what to do when the skies are such a blue, and clear, clear, clear? Photograph the remains of the Horton House on Jekyll, of course! The house is built of tabby, a material comprised of shells, sand, lime, and water. Lately, the house has been restored, and so the walls have a two-tone look to them. I’ve never come across another tabby house. It is wonderful stuff, textured, groovy, colorful. I found the spider hole by accident, or perhaps cosmic design, and was delighted…what a beautiful home she has!
Glorious! I love ferns and spider holes.
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