Bamboo Giant Nursery (by flora-file)

find your happy place (by flora-file) HD

find your happy place (by flora-file)

Bamboo Labyrinth (by maida0922)

I’ve been posting 7-12 photos a day for over 2 years now, and didn’t miss a single day even through traveling and multiple surgeries. I’m going to take a short week or so hiatus from posting to work on other projects and restock my queue. 
In the meantime feel free to browse through the 7000+ photos on my archive. It’s pretty impressive. Lots of hidden gems in there.
Also, don’t be afraid to check out my actual blog. I’ve spent a lot of time finding a good theme and setting it up just right. Try the random post feature or search for something you want to see. I tag all my photos so my tumblr page really is designed to be a resource to find all different types of plants.
My Tumbr Gardn (www.flora-file.com)
Random Post
Succulent Photos
My Actual Garden
Ruth Bancroft Garden
My School Garden
California Natives

See you in a week or so. HD

Bamboo Labyrinth (by maida0922)

I’ve been posting 7-12 photos a day for over 2 years now, and didn’t miss a single day even through traveling and multiple surgeries. I’m going to take a short week or so hiatus from posting to work on other projects and restock my queue. 

In the meantime feel free to browse through the 7000+ photos on my archive. It’s pretty impressive. Lots of hidden gems in there.

Also, don’t be afraid to check out my actual blog. I’ve spent a lot of time finding a good theme and setting it up just right. Try the random post feature or search for something you want to see. I tag all my photos so my tumblr page really is designed to be a resource to find all different types of plants.

My Tumbr Gardn (www.flora-file.com)

Random Post

Succulent Photos

My Actual Garden

Ruth Bancroft Garden

My School Garden

California Natives

See you in a week or so.

namaste (by flora-file) HD

namaste (by flora-file)

moon gate (by flora-file) HD

moon gate (by flora-file)

greens (by flora-file) HD

greens (by flora-file)

om (by flora-file)

going to a meditation workshop today. Om, bitches
HD

om (by flora-file)

going to a meditation workshop today. Om, bitches

flora-file:

namaste (by flora-file)

The flower, the necklace, the engraved stone, and the bright red contrast of the fence. The flowers are the focus, and the eye gets drawn to rest of the photo from there, Namaste. HD

flora-file:

namaste (by flora-file)

The flower, the necklace, the engraved stone, and the bright red contrast of the fence. The flowers are the focus, and the eye gets drawn to rest of the photo from there, Namaste.

Japanese Garden Water Feature (by prose729) HD

Japanese Garden Water Feature (by prose729)

centers (by flora-file)

patience for spring (by flora-file) HD

patience for spring (by flora-file)

Thanksgiving turkey (by yooperann)

I was rummaging through the garage yesterday looking for lost pieces of my past. I found a notebook from when I was in college that had a lot of poetry I wrote when I was doing poetry slams, and just a ton of other stuff I barely remember writing. There was a Thanksgiving poem in there that I found pretty interesting, so I’d thought I’d share.

Thanksgiving by J.D. Hager (flora-file)
I returned home today, not for a stayJust for some turkey on Thanksgiving day.Some houses were painted, there was new pavement on the roadAnd the trees were all bigger, my how they’ve growed.Everything looked different, but the neighborhood was the same,Even down to the kids and their baseball gameThey were playing in the street, using the manholes for bases,And as they scattered before my car I looked into their faces.It was the same baseball diamond we used when we were kids,And it made me remember back to the day and the stuff we did.But I was most surprised by what I saw in their eyes.They were clear and innocent like sunny blue skies.They were the same eyes I had seen in myself before all the wars,Back before the expectations, before we started keeping scores.Fun was easier to find before I learned to worry.Before I was an adult I was never in a hurry.Now it seems I’m never happy and my ulcers start to build,The cup that runneth over has not necessarily been filled.I know there’s something missing in my busy, stressful life,No, its not success, or a dog or a kid or a wife.What I’m missing is spontaneity, that childlike point of viewLike these kids that are playing baseball and give me deja vu.I could spend my whole life searching, and never hope to findWhat these kids share on this street corner, stressless, ease of mind.
I left it there, I had it once, hitting home runs and returning punts.I left it or lost it, I can’t remember…Another typical doleful November. HD

Thanksgiving turkey (by yooperann)

I was rummaging through the garage yesterday looking for lost pieces of my past. I found a notebook from when I was in college that had a lot of poetry I wrote when I was doing poetry slams, and just a ton of other stuff I barely remember writing. There was a Thanksgiving poem in there that I found pretty interesting, so I’d thought I’d share.

Thanksgiving by J.D. Hager (flora-file)

I returned home today, not for a stay
Just for some turkey on Thanksgiving day.
Some houses were painted, there was new pavement on the road
And the trees were all bigger, my how they’ve growed.
Everything looked different, but the neighborhood was the same,
Even down to the kids and their baseball game
They were playing in the street, using the manholes for bases,
And as they scattered before my car I looked into their faces.
It was the same baseball diamond we used when we were kids,
And it made me remember back to the day and the stuff we did.
But I was most surprised by what I saw in their eyes.
They were clear and innocent like sunny blue skies.
They were the same eyes I had seen in myself before all the wars,
Back before the expectations, before we started keeping scores.
Fun was easier to find before I learned to worry.
Before I was an adult I was never in a hurry.
Now it seems I’m never happy and my ulcers start to build,
The cup that runneth over has not necessarily been filled.
I know there’s something missing in my busy, stressful life,
No, its not success, or a dog or a kid or a wife.
What I’m missing is spontaneity, that childlike point of view
Like these kids that are playing baseball and give me deja vu.
I could spend my whole life searching, and never hope to find
What these kids share on this street corner, stressless, ease of mind.


I left it there, I had it once, hitting home runs and returning punts.

I left it or lost it, I can’t remember…
Another typical doleful November.

Bamboo (by Banteng_27) HD

Bamboo (by Banteng_27)

Japanese Garden (by Jaime Carter) HD

Japanese Garden (by Jaime Carter)

Bamboo (by Takahiro Kurihara) HD

Bamboo (by Takahiro Kurihara)

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