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red, red, red

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Autumn, no doubt about it. When I go outside, I see red everywhere. The red of the leaves of red maple, many already on the ground. The red of the lily-of-the-valley berries. The red of the crab apples on our little tree at the end of the walkway. The red hips on the rose bush beside the driveway. Red, red, red.

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red, red, red

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each rose hip edge

an ellipse to complete

the curve of rambling canes

berries red, mellow to orange

the white shine, highlight, tipped

with the black remains of blossom,

once pink, now vermillion of vermis,

cinnabar, poisonous, mercuric, toxic

lily-of-the-valley, raceme of berries

dangle, vivid crimson blush, bright

spot on fevered cheeks, the child

thought the berries good to eat

scarlet sigillatus, decorated

small images, pixilations

of woman with camera

limps to reach third

red, ruby, purple

red crabapples

in bunches

hanging

in rain

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Copyright Jane Tims 2019

All my best,

Jane

Written by jane tims

October 9, 2019 at 7:00 am

in the shelter of the covered bridge – Malone Bridge

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As I prepare for my fall book and art sale, I have tried to bring some of my pencil drawings into acrylic-world.

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One of my favorite covered bridge drawings depicts a tree of green apples against the backdrop of the Malone Covered Bridge near Goshen in Kings County, New Brunswick. The Malone Bridge crosses the Kennebecasis River where it is hardly more than a stream.

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From this drawing, I have done ‘apple tree, Malone Bridge’. I think this is my personal favorite of all the paintings I have done. The painting is acrylic, 18″ X 18″, gallery edges, using Paynes Grey, Ultramarine Blue, Cadmium Yellow, Titanium White and Burnt Sienna.

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September 24, 2016 ‘apple tree, Malone Bridge’  Jane Tims

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Copyright 2016 Jane Tims

 

Written by jane tims

September 30, 2016 at 7:00 am

changing communities

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Last week we went for a drive to the Cornhill Nursery in Kings County to buy a new cherry tree for our yard. Afterwards we took a drive to visit some of the old communities in the area. One of these communities, Whites Mountain, was a rural farming community with 17 families in 1866 (New Brunswick Provincial Archives). By 1898 the community had one post office, one church and 100 people. Today the community consists of a few farms and residences, perched on a steep hillside overlooking the hilly landscape of northern Kings County.

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On the road descending Whites Mountain, Kings County, overlooking the broad Kennebecasis Valley (September 2016)

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One of the most interesting sights on our drive may also be evidence of the farmsteads formerly in the area.  Although Virginia creeper (Parthenocissus quinquefolia (L.) Planch.) is native to North America, in this area it is usually associated with human habitation. In the thick woods north of the community, we found Virginia Creeper in profusion, covering the surface of the trees.

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Although there is only forest here now, perhaps the ancestors of these vines covered barns and other buildings in the area.

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Copyright 2016 Jane Tims

 

 

walk on the shore

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Sea-rocket (Cakile edentula Hook.)

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clumps of Sea-rocket

are splashes of lime on sand

missiles from lavender flowers

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pepper to tongue

pungent breath of Cakile

cardamom and caraway

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flavour our laughter

giggles of gulls cross sober sand

intervention in sluggish lives

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launches from Cape Canaveral

moon-walking on the beach

splash-downs in Sargasso Seas

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most days are moth-eaten –

paper cuts, missives, e-mails to answer

problems, resolutions without teeth

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the seawind smooths its sand

begs for someone to take a stick

scratch out a love song

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Copyright 2015  Jane Tims

Written by jane tims

June 17, 2015 at 7:35 am

November first frost

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November first frost

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air brittle, a broken

sliver of moon between

disrobing larches, silence

ruptured by craven’s cry

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© Jane Tims  1995

Written by jane tims

November 3, 2014 at 6:50 am

beech leaves and berries

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One more poem about winterberry holly …

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winterberry holly in early winter

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beech leaves and berries

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watch the wretched shudder

of the second hand, clutch

at the day, a beech leaf, intent

or winterberries persistent

through December

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peeling paint on the door

of the shed, insistent –

resist new color

parchment leaves and paint chips rattle

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on a day in January

a grey-green flake of paint

is tumbled by wind

and vermillion berries surrender

drop

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indifferent snow

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Copyright 2014  Jane Tims 

Written by jane tims

March 17, 2014 at 6:57 am

winterberries

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Before the winter snows are entirely gone, I want to share this poem.  All through the winter months, winterberry holly clings to its bright orange-red berries, refusing to let go …

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October 27, 2013  'Winterberry red'   Jane Tims

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winterberries

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berries of holly persist

long into winter, cling to

the bough, after leaves have fallen

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grief refuses to let go

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but what is one berry among

so many – in the end all

berries desiccate and die

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birds wheel in limitless sky

look below and see

one red pixel punctuates

vast emptiness of snow

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Copyright  2014   Jane Tims

Written by jane tims

March 12, 2014 at 7:40 am

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