Posts Tagged ‘Daisy’
daisy, daisy
In the new book, A Child’s Botanical Alphabet, by Jennifer Houle, D is for daisy. So simple a flower, but one to be loved. Where I live in New Brunswick, this third week of June, the daisies are blooming along the edges of the road and in the meadows. Pull off the petals to ask a question: loves me, loves me not …
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The common daisy (Leucanthemum vulgare) lives in ditches, meadows, fields, and other disturbed areas. The flower head consists of long white ray florets and small yellow disc florets. Where they grow wild, the flowers are arranged in perfect symmetry, each daisy head set apart from its neighbours.
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Hope you take a moment to enjoy the gush of wildflower bloom this time of year!
All my best,
Jane
Daisy’s light
The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald (1925) is a book of excesses and haunting results. It is a cautionary story about the consequences of pursuing wealth without responsibility.
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My painting is of Jay Gatsby as he looks across the bay to Daisy’s green light on the far shore.
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Jane Tims ‘Daisy’s light from The Great Gatsby’ 2003 (acrylic)
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Something in his leisurely movements and the secure position of his feet upon the lawn suggested that it was Mr. Gatsby himself, come out to determine what share was his of our local heavens.
I decided to call to him. Miss Baker had mentioned him at dinner, and that would do for an introduction. But I didn’t call to him, for he gave a sudden intimation that he was content to be alone — he stretched out his arms toward the dark water in a curious way, and, far as I was from him, I could have sworn he was trembling. Involuntarily I glanced seaward — and distinguished nothing except a single green light, minute and far away, that might have been the end of a dock.
from F. Scott Fitzgerald (1925) The Great Gatsby
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The disposable wealth and carelessness of Gatsby are things most of us will never know. But we can feel for Gatsby who is willing to accept blame in the name of love and loses his life in consequence.
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Copyright 2015 Jane Tims
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