
I must have flowers, always and always—Claude Monet
azalea bluebell buttercup carnation
camellia cornflower cherry blossom dandelion
how will we color
fuchsia forget-me-not geranium goldenrod
hyacinth iris lavender lilac
our world when the flowers are
marigold orchid periwinkle poppy
rose sunflower violet wisteria
gone?

Many of our color names are based upon the colors of flowers, so it’s hard not to associate the two. It is estimated that as many as 250,000 flowering plants will go extinct by the end of this century, not only depleting what we see but how we see it.
For earthweal, where the subject under consideration is biodiversity.
I paint flowers so they will not die—Frida Kahlo
so cheering, as it rains miserably here and the sun leaves the garden a little sooner each day!
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Thanks Phil. We still have flowers here, but not for long I think. Winter is bound to show up sooner or later, even if we skip through autumn.
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Altogether Lovely!
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Thanks Graeme!
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This reads like a ‘say the names’ with flowers. I don’t think we will survive once they’re gone.
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It’s all connected, so there’s little hope we can survive their demise.
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Flowers and color names–yes.
How sad it would be to live in a world without flowers.
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I can’t imagine it.
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Beautiful post on every level. Flowers – one thing we must never take for granted. Thanks for the reminder, Kerfe.
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Thanks Betty. We need to act soon..(and Congress of course is still dithering around, afraid they might offend their rich donors)
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I know… it’s maddening!
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Every day.
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So lovely, all the names, and the GLORIOUS flower art.
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Thanks Sherry. Flowers always create beauty.
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Lovely colours and flowers with such a gruesome warning, pray people are listening and we can prevent this!
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Thanks Kate. I hope so too.
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Ouchh. We are the lucky ones.
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Indeed we are. If only we thought of those that will follow.
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I love the opening quote, the ending quote, and everything in between, except for the devastating sadness I feel at the thought of flowers being gone. I couldn’t bear it 😦
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Thanks Jade. I agree–unbearable thought.
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You’re welcome.
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A good point. How? Animals and birds (kingfisher is one) are already being dropped from children’s dictionaries and encyclopaedias because kids no longer know what they are.
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People are too busy with screens to bother with flowers or birds.
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when I saw the first peace of art, I thought: where are the circles?
then I saw the second piece of art 🙂
both are very lovely!
❤
David
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Thanks David. You can’t go wrong with using flowers for collage.
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Love the form you created for this sweet yet sad poem. Very effective. 🌹
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Thanks Charlotte. To lose all this wonder–I can’t even imagine it.
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Saturate — that’s the gorgeous excess of flowers. We hang garlands of lost flowers on the skeletal neck of human mastery. And to turn a phrase from “Macbeth,” we can make beauty the catalyst for change.
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I hope so Brendan.
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Flowers bring beauty and joy to life….they are essential. You wrote a poem saturated in colour and beauty.
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Thanks Rall. Each one that disappears leaves a hole.
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Delightfully colouful – and a question almost to sad to comprehend.
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Thanks Lindi. And yet, we seem to be heading in that direction. I don’t understand my species at all.
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Sigh.
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I wonder if the seed bank will survive our depradations ~
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It is a little ray of possibility.
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Beautiful yet sobering. What indeed when the flowers are gone?
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Thanks. It will be a sad day.
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