Green Smoke and Mirrors

This lovely Flora-One-of-a-Kind is the result of gardening.

And bamboo.

I ponder what cannot be

Made from bamboo

To a craftsman; nothing

And, too be honest, I know what I'd rather be doing.

As much as I do love a Flora-fied scape.

It came about because of this,

bamboo, and plenty of it.

We've done our bit to off-set carbon-emissions.

No more Mr Victa for the backyard either.

Drought tolerant and easy-care.

Gentle summer breeze

Carrying a groaning rustle

Bamboo sparring with bamboo

I asked the bamboo

Where does your journey end?

Beyond that cloud; he replied

I am hypnotised by those lovely canes.

Such pleasurable views

Bamboo silhouetted against the moon

My lover in the moonlight

I have a love affair with the bamboo.

This however, I am not so enamoured.

Weeds and weeds.

High maintenance.

Before

Time for a bit of smoke and mirrors.

Artificial turf, installed.

After.

Pretty Green.

The paws appreciate it.

Bamboo Poems About Life.

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