Visual Meditation: Pike Place Market
November 6, 2008 · by Christine
Honey At The Table
It fills you with the soft
essence of vanished flowers, it becomes
a trickle sharp as a hair that you follow
from the honey pot over the table
and out the door and over the ground,
and all the while it thickens,
grows deeper and wilder, edged
with pine boughs and wet boulders,
pawprints of bobcat and bear, until
deep in the forest you
shuffle up some tree, you rip the bark,
you float into and swallow the dripping combs,
bits of the tree, crushed bees – - – a taste
composed of everything lost, in which everything lost is found.
-Mary Oliver
-Christine Valters Paintner @ Abbey of the Arts
Posted in Visual Meditation | 7 Comments »
November 7th, 2008 at 7:04 am
Having just seen “The Secret Life of Bees” I could easily imagine the journey into the forest. And your photos are simply lucious!! Are such delights all in your neighborhood? Blessings!
November 7th, 2008 at 7:27 am
Actually the next neighborhood over, Pike Place Market is just over a mile from my home. All of these photos were taken in the market except for the first one which was taken out the window of the market.
November 7th, 2008 at 8:57 am
the visuals are nectar to my soul this morning…you obviously did not take these yesterday
or today for that matter. gorgeous!!!
November 7th, 2008 at 9:13 am
no, definitely not this morning or yesterday.
It was a sunny and glorious day not too long ago. I thought you might like the reminder of sunshine lucy. 
November 7th, 2008 at 5:18 pm
Unbelievably exquisite photos. Your work is sooo beautiful!
November 7th, 2008 at 10:34 pm
Thanks Lynne!
November 8th, 2008 at 8:51 pm
Me too!!!……the photos are incredible. Thank you for sharing them!