My Green Thumb


I was having a really interesting conversation with a friend yesterday, and my friend, who has never been to any of my houses up north, where I had room for gardens, asked me if I have a green thumb.

 

I decided that, rather than just answering, “yes, I do”, I would post some pictures of gardens and flowers that I loved so much.  It is one of the very few things I miss now that I moved to the South, because I no longer have room for gardens.

 

I hope you enjoy them, and perhaps even become inspired to add your own gardens.

 

Namaste,

Barbara

 

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Daffodils around a light post in Bay Village, OH Copyright and Photograph by Barbara Mattio 2006

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Tulips in the garden. Bay Village, OH Photograph and Copyright Barbara Mattio 2006

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Tulips by the Fence. Bay Village, OH Photograph and Copyright by Barbara Mattio 2006

Flowing Plum Tree in bloom. In memory of my late husband. Bay Village, OH Photograph and Copyright Barbara Mattio 2006

Flowing Plum Tree in bloom. In memory of my late husband. Bay Village, OH Photograph and Copyright Barbara Mattio 2006

Weeping Cherry in Bloom. Bay Village, OH Photograph and Copyright Barbara Mattio 2006

Weeping Cherry in Bloom. Bay Village, OH Photograph and Copyright Barbara Mattio 2006

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House and Garden Bay Village, OH Photograph and Copyright Barbara Mattio 2005

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Red Rhododendron Bay Village OH Photograph and Copyright Barbara Mattio 2005

Iris and Rhody

Blue Iris and White Rhododendron Bay Village, OH Photograph and Copyright Barbara Mattio 2005

 

Front Porch and Garden Avon OH Photograph and Copyright Barbara Mattio 2009

Front Porch and Garden Avon OH Photograph and Copyright Barbara Mattio 2009

Front porch and garden Avon OH Photograph and Copyright Barbara Mattio 2009

Front porch and garden Avon OH Photograph and Copyright Barbara Mattio 2009

Autumn blooming white Clematis Avon OH Photograph and Copyright Barbara Mattio 2009

Autumn blooming white Clematis Avon OH Photograph and Copyright Barbara Mattio 2009

Front porch and garden Late Summer Avon OH Photograph and Copyright 2009

Front porch and garden Late Summer Avon OH Photograph and Copyright 2009

Rio Rose bloom Avon OH Photograph and Copyright Barbara Mattio 2014

Rio Rose bloom Avon OH Photograph and Copyright Barbara Mattio 2014

Dahlias Avon OH Photograph and Copyright Barbara Mattio 2014

Dahlias Avon OH Photograph and Copyright Barbara Mattio 2014

Hardy Hibiscus Avon OH Photograph and Copyright Barbara Mattio 2014

Hardy Hibiscus Avon OH Photograph and Copyright Barbara Mattio 2014

 

 

 

Dutch Irises. Photograph and copyright by Barbara Mattio, 2015

Dutch Irises. Photograph and copyright by Barbara Mattio, 2015

Pink Drift Rose Avon OH Photograph and Copyright Barbara Mattio 2014

Pink Drift Rose Avon OH Photograph and Copyright Barbara Mattio 2014

Update on my Garden


Though our terrible winter took its toll on our gardens here in Cleveland. I am happy that many of my plants survived and while not thriving, they are fragrant and the color is a joy to my eyes and I hope to my neighbors also. Though the blooms are not as lush as they were in years past, I am delighted to have them to share with you. I hope you have a moment of pleasure as you peruse my photos.

 

 

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

 

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

 

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

 

 

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

 

photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

 

 

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

 

 

 

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

 

 

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio  2014

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

 

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

 

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

Roses are a favorite of mine. Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

Roses are a favorite of mine. Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

Morning From My Garden


It is Saturday morning and it is tropical outside. The flowers are fragrant and exploding with color. I love summer nights when you can go outside and it is just you and the night sky. The stars have been my friends since I was a child and I love to go out and breathe deeply and feast my eyes on the firmament. I like to remember that I am star dust and it always make me feel so amazing. It makes me feel so alive and connected. At some time, long after we are all gone, the will be star ships up there and humans will meet other species. Our thoughts will still be traveling out there in space. The Universe will always carry the imprint of our lives and what we accomplish during our brief time here. Try going out and watching our little part of the Universe. Good morning to all of my friends and readers. Namaste

 

 

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Summer smiles photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

Summer smiles photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

 

 

My garden photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

My garden photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

 

 

Red roses for the heart. Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

Red roses for the heart. Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

 

 

Rio rose photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

Rio rose photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

 

 

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                     Peach Drift rose photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

 

 

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     Asters photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

 

 

 

Pink roses. Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

Pink roses. Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

Orange broom. Photograph taken and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

Orange broom. Photograph taken and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

 

 

Iris. Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

Iris. Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

The innocence of Daisies. Photo taken and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

 Photo taken and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

 

Late tulips. Photo taken and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

Late tulips. Photo taken and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

The Lord Be Praised


 

 

 

 

 

 

The Beloved hears the words of our hearts at all times.

” The lips of the one I love are my perpetual pleasure:
The Lord be praised, for my heart’s desire is attained

O Fate, cherish my darling close to your breast:
Present now the golden wine-cup, now the rubies of those lips.

They talk scandle about us, and say we are drunks—
The silly old men, the elders lost in their error.

But we have done penance on the pious man’s behalf,
And ask God’s pardon for what the religious do.

O my dear, how can I speak of being apart from you?
The eyes know a hundred tears, and the soul has a hundred sighs.

I’d not have even an infidel suffer the torment your beauty has caused
To the cypress which envies your body, and the moon that’s outshone by your face.

Desire for your lips has stolen from Hafiz’ thought
His evening lectionary, and reciting the Book at dawn.”
—–Hafiz, Translated from Persian by Peter Avery and John Heath-Stubbs

” The goal of the journeyer is the Beloved.
The goal of the Beloved is the journey.”
—-Hazrat Inayat Khan

“From my lips to God’s ears, ” May the love, gratutude, and ability to cherish the Divine flow freely from every molecule within us and reach you with the fragrance of love.

The love in the world rises to refresh and fragrance the realms of the Divine

The love in the world rises to refresh and fragrance the realms of the Divine

The Rumor


I have recently found many rumors circulating concerning the possibility that spring is sneaking in on the down low. There has been no head-on rush but signs and symptoms that spring is coming. The daffodils are up and teasing us with buds forming. The landscapers have edged my garden and we have uncovered the furniture on the porch. There has still been a chill in the air. No warm breezes but the suggestion of more to come. The trees are hinting to us. They are beginning to show the variety of soft light greens which spell ‘spring’. Bulb catalogs have arrived and have been perused. Robins have been spotted sneaking about looking for worms and the mourning doves no longer try to hide from the biting cold by huddling on my front porch.

So I write today to shake spring up and encourage a full frontal assault. Warm sun on the face, gentle warm breezes, the heavy fragrance of spring. Bring on the sound of basketballs being dribbled on the playground. Bicycles zoom by the windows and scooters soar down the street. Hail Spring! We are ready for you and all of the richness you will bring with you. It is sixty degrees now,  just get on with it and embrace all of us.

The fragrance is in the air.Photohraphy copyrighted by Barbara Mattio

The fragrance is in the air.
Photohraphy copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2013 

Mated cardinals on a budding tree photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio  2013

Mated cardinals on a budding tree photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2013

Blue IrisPhoto by Barbara Mattio Copyright Batbara Mattio 2013

Blue Iris
Photo by Barbara Mattio Copyright Batbara Mattio 2013

The beginning of flowers to delight the eyes. Photograph copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2013

The beginning of flowers to delight the eyes. Photograph copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2013

Magnolias in North Carolina. Photo copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2013

Magnolias in North Carolina. Photo copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2013

Wrightsville Beach, NC. Photograph copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2013

Wrightsville Beach, NC. Photograph copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2013

Blue Ridge Mountains, NC. Photgraph copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2013

Blue Ridge Mountains, NC. Photograph copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2013

Firepokers.Photograph copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2013

Firepokers. Photograph copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2013

The colors are coming. Photography copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2012

The colors are coming. Photography copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2012

Black Mountain NC. Photograph copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2010

Black Mountain NC. Photograph copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2010

Weeping Cherry Tree. Photograph copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2006

Weeping Cherry Tree. Photograph copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2006

 

The tulips have arrived. Photograph copyrighted by  Barbara Mattio 2012

The tulips have arrived. Photograph copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2012

 

 

 

The Last Rose of Summer


Needlework by
Barbara Mattio

There is a bittersweet energy about October. I gaze out at my garden and a smile comes to my face. The roses continue to bloom despite cooler evenings. We are almost at the time to say goodbye to their gentle fragrances and delicate petals. A farewell to their beauty. Cool temperatures day and night will eventually take each last bloom and end its beauty. We are not bereft though as Autumn brings a brilliance of color as a consolation prize. So far, we have begun to see the green turning to vibrant colors of red, gold, orange and yellow.

It is the last gift of the cycle of life. The last brilliant colors before Mother Earth goes to her hibernation and the world turns white, gray and brown. It is a blessing to know that as the cycle spins it never stops and we will have a fresh, vibrant and exciting Spring. I love the anticipation of the renewal of the earth, with the springing up of the early spring bulbs soon to be a riot of color and a sudden rush of sweet fragrance.

For now, there is the bittersweet of the last of the flowers and the last of my beloved roses until the spring. Since this is the cycle of life, the promise that after a rest the world will renew itself and we will once again frolic among the flowers and trees.

So we say goodbye to the bees working hard at gathering the pollen and the ladybugs and the iridescence of the dragonflies. A last wave of the wings of a butterfly and the song of the cicadas at night. They will return in the spring and the cycle will begin again.

A Jewish Prayer

And G-d saw everything that was mad, and found it very good.

And The One said: This is a beautiful world that I have given you.

Take good care of it, do not ruin it.

It is said; Before the world was created, the Holy One kept

Creating worlds and destroying them.  Finally this one was created and was satisfied.

Adonai said to Adam; This is the last world I shall make. I place it in your hands; hold it in trust.

Autumn in Western North Carolina Photo by Barbara Mattio

The Life of Love


“I have loved in life, and been loved.
My heart has been rent and joined again.
My heart has been broken and again made whole.
A thousand deaths my heart has died, and thanks be to love.
It lives yet.
I went to hell and saw there love’s raging fire, and I
entered heaven illuminated with the light of love.
The whole world sank in the flood caused by my one tear
I bowed my head low in humility, and on my knees I begged of love,
‘Disclose to me, I pray thee, O love, thy secret’.
She took me gently by my arms and lifted me above the earth, and spoke softly in my ear,
‘My dear one, thou thyself art love, art lover,and thyself art the beloved whom thou hast adored'”.

—Hazrat Inayat Khan

The fragrance of love, Photo by Barbara Mattio