Tuesday 26 June 2012

MORNING CONCERT



Creativity, I have recently discovered, is not dependent on ability, while the opposite is not true.
Lose the skill and your Muse is still there filling your head with all kinds of whimsical notions.

I sat out on the balcony this morning, in the rain, thinking about how the balcony plants always seem to be in song. From there, it was a short trip to imagining what each, according to color and nature might be singing.

The pink & yellow Petunias: "Ode to Joy"
“Conchita” (our red tropical): “Malaguenas”
The Million Bells: “Mocking Bird Hill”
The flame plant: “Flamenco Arabe”
Marigolds: “Jeremiah was a bullfrong”
Impatience: Vivaldi – “Spring”

Quiet the little riot going on on the balcony. Morning all!

4 comments:

VanBeads said...

I love it! How brilliant! And just so ya know...whenever we get my kid to sit on the potty, we sing Jeremiah Was a Bullfrog. That's what my dad sang to me and my sister when we were kids! :-D

Howpublic said...

One of the world's happiest songs, I say!

Cynthia Newcomer Daniel said...

Oh, yes, you are hearing them correctly! And my marigolds are chiming in on this side of the continent.

Cath Thomas said...

you are the poet able to listen and able transcribe it... very creative in every way indeed...