{"id":14446,"date":"2023-06-10T13:57:59","date_gmt":"2023-06-10T17:57:59","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.lyndalambert.com\/wordpress\/?p=14446"},"modified":"2023-06-10T13:57:59","modified_gmt":"2023-06-10T17:57:59","slug":"garden-songs-sunflowers-and-mushrooms","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.lyndalambert.com\/wordpress\/garden-songs-sunflowers-and-mushrooms\/","title":{"rendered":"#Garden Songs – “Sunflowers and Mushrooms”"},"content":{"rendered":"

\u00a0#Garden Songs<\/strong><\/em><\/h1>\n
\u00a92023. Lynda McKinney Lambert.<\/h6>\n

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The first ten days in June are a wonderful late spring gift.<\/em><\/h3>\n

I live in western Pennsylvania and the beauty in this part of the country makes me dizzy with delight as I walk in the woods, photograph the flowers, listen to the bird songs, and enjoy\u00a0 the view of my Peaceful Prayer Garden while sitting in my old Amish Rocker.\u00a0 Life is so good here in the Village of Wurtemburg.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

Here’s a poem I wrote for National Poetry Month this year.\u00a0 It’s perfect for my celebration of Father’s Day and a testimony of my father’s memory – William Joseph McKinney (1996 – 1988). How I miss you, Dad!<\/p>\n

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Photo: Sunflower<\/p><\/div>\n

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Here is today’s\u00a0 “Garden Song”<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

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\u201cSunflowers and Mushrooms\u201d<\/em><\/h5>\n

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Backyard birdwatchers notice<\/p>\n

yellow song-birds<\/p>\n

Amongst a variety of species<\/p>\n

because yellow colors flash like sunshine<\/p>\n

diffused between green tree leaves<\/p>\n

as they search for insects and seeds.<\/p>\n

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My Father is a woodsman<\/p>\n

knows every type of mushroom.<\/p>\n

He picks them in season<\/p>\n

Searches the woods for<\/p>\n

Mushrooms that Mom will<\/p>\n

Sizzle in sweet butter<\/p>\n

and serve for lunch.<\/p>\n

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Dad\u2019s bountiful vegetable garden<\/p>\n

attracts goldfinches when sunflowers<\/p>\n

are ripe with corpulent black seeds.<\/p>\n

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My happiness flourished when<\/p>\n

I\u00a0 secretly planted those sunflower seeds.<\/p>\n

Dad was surprised when he<\/p>\n

Discovered flowers growing<\/p>\n

In his garden.<\/p>\n

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Dad said,<\/p>\n

\u201cLynda , \u00adyou have surely made a lot of work for me<\/p>\n

by planting all those flowers.<\/p>\n

It\u2019s hard to mow the grass!\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Dad watches yellow finches<\/p>\n

Gather the late summer harvest.<\/p>\n

Soon, they will fly south to Mexico<\/p>\n

Where they spend the winter.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The seeds I planted attract<\/p>\n

Yellow-feathered songbirds like<\/p>\n

Warblers, so tiny they can be caught<\/p>\n

in spider webs.<\/p>\n

*<\/p>\n

Lynda McKinney Lambert, April 25, 2023<\/p>\n

\u00a92023. Lynda McKinney Lambert. All rights reserved.<\/h4>\n

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Note of Interest:<\/h3>\n

I received my recording of Newsreel this week.<\/h6>\n
As I am working on a new project in my fiber studio, I am listening to Newsreel, too.<\/h6>\n
My poem, \u201cSunflowers and Mushrooms,\u201d is on the June issue. While listening to it, I realized how appropriate it is for Father\u2019s Day.<\/h6>\n
Below, I have posted it for your enjoyment.<\/h6>\n
I wondered if you have similar outdoor encounters and experiences with your father in your own memories?<\/h6>\n
Often, I make such discoveries by listening to\u00a0 someone read my poems out loud, or even when I listen to my own voice reading them.<\/h6>\n
The human voice\u00a0 makes our poems complete, as they are shared in these ways.<\/h6>\n
Thank you, Newsreel, for publishing my sound recording of this poem, June 2023.<\/h6>\n

Contact Newsreel Magazine – Here!<\/a><\/p><\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

I wrote “Sunflowers and Mushrooms,” for National Poetry Month this year.\u00a0
\n This poem is perfect for my celebration of Father’s Day.
\nWhat about you? Did your father create gardens or bring home food from the woods for your family to enjoy?
\n In this poem, I give a testimony of my father’s life and my memory of him. – William Joseph McKinney (1996 – 1988). How I miss you, Dad!<\/p>\n Continue reading →<\/span><\/a>","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":14456,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2},"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[2065,3],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-14446","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-poetry-2","category-trusting-god"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.lyndalambert.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/06\/WBIV_Sunflower_edited-scaled.jpg?fit=2560%2C1567&ssl=1","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p4gbwn-3L0","jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":12108,"url":"https:\/\/www.lyndalambert.com\/wordpress\/garden-songs-a-spring-configuration-poem\/","url_meta":{"origin":14446,"position":0},"title":"Garden Songs – A Spring Configuration Poem","author":"Lynda Lambert","date":"February 27, 2023","format":false,"excerpt":"Garden Songs - a series of little poems, written by and feature by Lynda McKinney Lambert.","rel":"","context":"In "#Nature"","block_context":{"text":"#Nature","link":"https:\/\/www.lyndalambert.com\/wordpress\/category\/nature-3\/"},"img":{"alt_text":"","src":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.lyndalambert.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/03\/pexels-pixabay-68477-scaled.jpg?fit=1200%2C800&ssl=1&resize=350%2C200","width":350,"height":200,"srcset":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.lyndalambert.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/03\/pexels-pixabay-68477-scaled.jpg?fit=1200%2C800&ssl=1&resize=350%2C200 1x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.lyndalambert.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/03\/pexels-pixabay-68477-scaled.jpg?fit=1200%2C800&ssl=1&resize=525%2C300 1.5x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.lyndalambert.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/03\/pexels-pixabay-68477-scaled.jpg?fit=1200%2C800&ssl=1&resize=700%2C400 2x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.lyndalambert.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/03\/pexels-pixabay-68477-scaled.jpg?fit=1200%2C800&ssl=1&resize=1050%2C600 3x"},"classes":[]},{"id":12413,"url":"https:\/\/www.lyndalambert.com\/wordpress\/garden-songs-pennsylvania-fall\/","url_meta":{"origin":14446,"position":1},"title":"Garden Songs ~ Pennsylvania fall – Tanka","author":"Lynda Lambert","date":"November 29, 2022","format":false,"excerpt":"I wrote this poem on a warm afternoon near the end of November. 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