/ kalebeul / 2003 / 11 / 01 / shadows /
OK, I fiddled a bit with the last one, but the light and the colours are getting more interesting now and these agaves (big version = 90K) are exactly how I found them near the beginning of my Gelida-Sant Sadurní route, honest guv.
The agave is very much in the eye of the beholder. Last time I hit you with some Lorca, and Derek Walcott writes of “the spiked agave on the cliff bringing the dust of Navarre across the ocean,” but today I preferred this lovely haiku by Donna Gallagher:
orange agave buds
against the white mission wall
shadows of gravestones
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Trevor @ 1 November 2003 3:29 PM
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1:07 PM on 4 November 2006
[...] GA Walker Arnott, A tour to the south of France and the Pyrenees in the year 1825 As far as regards the natural productions, the fine climate of the coast of Catalonia gives to them a vigour unknown even in the south of France. The Agave Americana planted here along the road-sides as hedge-rows, flowers at the ninth or tenth year, whereas at Perpignan it flowers so very seldom, as to bear the appellation of “the plant that flowers as often as an Englishman smiles.” [...]