Monday, October 20, 2008

Michael and Susan Free Sexy Tree - The Bodice Ripper


The Bodice Ripper

If you see your name, the words "sex" or "free" you are compelled to stay and read a blog. This is according to a study about Internet readers' eye movements I read in a magazine at the Dentist's office. I guess it worked because it caught my eye (but only after the "Eat Chocolate To Lose 20lbs by Christmas" headline).


Scorched Beauty


I don't know about you, BUT, if I saw my name with the words free sex printed anywhere I would be alarmed; change my name to Mary; RUN not walk to hide at the nearest nunnery (which is actually within convenient running distance from The Garden Brae). However, it got me to thinking about the adage 'sex sells" and if that concept is applied to the garden business?


Early Garden Brae Header Prototype


To that end I created a titillating innuendo banner for The Garden Brae, but it made me uncomfortable .
..Right, said Fred, "My [banner 's] too sexy for my [blog] too sexy for my [blog] So sexy it hurts "...
So, instead, I went with the I'm- a -fairy -in -my -garden tongue in cheek thing instead, which I am still not completely comfortable with. I really wanted a banner of sophisticated, minimalist chic - but the frou-frou kept creeping back in to it. Just couldn't make the sleek and chic happen for some reason.



Arbutus are beautiful, sensual, trees. Inflamed, fiery red curves jutting out of smooth pale skin


Flowing, abundant auburn curls that coil away to reveal beautiful, cool skin begging to be touched


Oberon in the Arbutus Grove




Mysterious bulges and crevices. Contours covered in rough and ragged bark that peels to reveal a softly curved limb (Diana Gabaldon eat your heart out)


Arbutus shed their leaves in summer and their bark in autumn


Some people don't like having to rake up after the Arbutus. Too bad for them because in many districts the trees and saplings are protected by law from being cut down. Arbutus is the only native broadleaved evergreen tree in Canada. It is restricted to a narrow band along the south coast near the ocean. They are often found on exposed rocky bluffs overlooking the ocean. The Pacific Madrone (Arbutus menziesii), is a species of arbutus found on the west coast of North America and primarily in British Columbia on Vancouver Island.


Arbutus menziesii

Oh yeah who are Michael and Susan? Maybe they are you right now because they are amongst the most popular baby-boomer names in North America and you saw your names and read this post? Then, hey, that magazine article was right after all! If so, where did my husband hide the Halloween chocolate ... I am on my way to losing 20lbs by Christmas.



ETA (Edited To Add) 22OCT2008: Bred from the bosom of a demure mamma I posted this blog with a blush and a hesitant finger. It is reassuringly wonderous fine to receive such great comments of smarts, fun and wit including that of Kanak Hagjer of Assam India aka Terra Farmer who wrote...

"Ooo...the Bodice Ripper--the Stripper!
Methinks that I shall never see,
An image as sexy as your bodilicious tree!

Loved the various stages of undress--shedding, peeling, revealing...What a naughty, delightful post!"
October 21, 2008 4:39 AM


Monday, October 13, 2008

Roamin' In The Gloamin'


Oberon is a Roamin' in the Gloamin'

Roamin' in the gloamin' wi' ma lassie by ma side,
When the sun has gone to rest, that's the time that I like best,
O, it's lovely roamin' in the gloamin'!
Lauder, Sir Harry (Hugh MacLennan)

are at a discount But there is still that awkward question What is the gloaming And what is there in the gloaming that distinguishes it from that which is twilight merely To answer that with any hope of conveying


"...The stillness and freshness of the air the mysterious blackness of the hills the startling white flashes of the little pools looking as though they had absorbed light from somewhere and were loath to part with it.."



..."faded Gradually was darkness spreading over everything and as the darkness spread the stillness and sweetness of the gloaming made itself felt.


faded Gradually was darkness spreading over everything and as the darkness spread the stillness and sweetness of the gloaming made itself felt The stillness and freshness of the air the mysterious blackness of the hills the startling white flashes of the little pools in the moors looking as though they had absorbed light from somewhere and were loth to part with it the faintly reflected colours of the fading sky given back by the burns and streamlets which crossed my path the whispering of the reeds and long grass the great grey boulders looming here and there through the dark heather and bracken boulders behind which at that hour one could not help believing that Kelpies and Pixies were hiding and might dart out at any moment for some Tam o



Oh, to be out roamin' in the gloamin'

Happy Thanksgiving Canada!

Amongst the hundredfold things to be thankful for this Thanksgiving is that my lassie Oberon is on the mend and in 3 more months, after being on limited off-leash exercise, she will be finally back to her full activity metal plates, pins, screws and all.