“Some of the best memories are made in flip flops.”

Wild Sunflowers, acrylic on paper, c 2017, all rights reserved, D. Moorezart
Wild Sunflowers, acrylic on paper, c 2017, all rights reserved, D. Moorezart

“Some of the best memories are made in flip flops.”

» Kellie Elmore


 

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“summer to your heart”

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Summer to Your Heart, c 2017, all rights reserved, Douglas Moorezart

 

I know I am but summer to your heart (Sonnet XXVII)

I know I am but summer to your heart,
And not the full four seasons of the year;
And you must welcome from another part
Such noble moods as are not mine, my dear.
No gracious weight of golden fruits to sell
Have I, nor any wise and wintry thing;
And I have loved you all too long and well
To carry still the high sweet breast of Spring.
Wherefore I say: O love, as summer goes,
I must be gone, steal forth with silent drums,
That you may hail anew the bird and rose
When I come back to you, as summer comes.
Else will you seek, at some not distant time,
Even your summer in another clime.

Edna St. Vincent Millay

 

“Time has fallen asleep in the afternoon sunshine.”

 

“Time has fallen asleep in the afternoon sunshine.”

Alexander Smith, Dreamthorp: Essays written in the Country (1863).-


“The wisteria was especially lovely in my garden this year. As I painted just outside my front door I remembered this wonderful line from the Scottish poet Alexander Smith. It states perfectly how I feel as I meditate in this sun dappled spot.”

Douglas


 

Wisteria Arbor, Oil on Canvas, Douglas Moore, c 2018, all rights reserved
Wisteria Arbor, Oil on Canvas, Douglas Moorezart, c 2018, all rights reserved

“If a June night could talk…”

 

 “If a June night could talk, it would probably
boast it invented romance”

~Bern Williams


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Beauty Sleep – Douglas Moorezart, c 2016, all rights reserved

“A morning-glory at my window satisfies me more than…”


“A morning-glory at my window satisfies me more
than the metaphysics of books.”

Walt Whitman


Cold Morning Light - An Original Painting. Click image for Fine Art Prints - Douglas Moorezart, copyright 2014
Cold Morning Light –  Painting, Click image for Fine Art Prints – Douglas Moore, copyright 2018

“…we’ve no money for butter”

“…When I am an old woman I shall wear purple, With a red hat which doesn’t go and doesn’t suit me, And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves, And satin sandals, and say we’ve no money for butter”

— Jenny Joseph

Sage in my Garden - Douglas Moorezart, c 2015, prints: http://fineartamerica.com/featured/purple-garden-douglas-moorezart.html
Purple – Douglas Moorezart, c 2015


Every Weed a Flower Somewhere

Every Weed
a Flower Somewhere

here, a trampled weed
.
dismissed, dreaming hopeful seed
.
there, a flower freed
.

d.w.moore

 

Wild Coneflowers, photography – Douglas Moorezart, copyright 2015, all rights reserved