There is no journey more telling,
No trip more fulfilling,
Than the introspection of Self,
To discover that which truly lies Within……..
~Desert Rose~
Category: Musings : My Oasis in the Desert of the Mundane
© Desert Rose Creations 2013
Setting up my hoop house
I ended up converting it into a trellis garden as the winds here in Texas are very unforgiving. Having hurt my wrists battling the winds on several occasions. I thought it wise to pursue another course of action. I will post up photos once I get my spring garden started or time allows 
White Squash - Patty Pan
Yellow Squash
Pumpkin Blossom
Pumpkin and Squash Patch
Sunflowers and Corn
Roma Tomatoes
Figs
Russett Potatoes
Sweet Potatoes
Carrots
Yellow Squash and Peppers
As you can see in several of the photos I use a variety of mulches. My favorite and the most inexpensive one is recycled cardboard. It is free, it is sturdy , it keeps the weeds at bay keeping the moisture in the ground where it belongs and it is biodegradable. It helps to amend the soil along with other additives like :
Compost from my compost pit made with kitchen scraps, garden clippings and raked leaves
Waste water from my aquariums bi-weekly water changes
Recycled non colored paper soaked and spread along the stems to discourage pests from damaging the young seedlings.
That’s all I can think of for right now.If you have any questions please ask and I will answer to the best of my abilities
© Desert Rose
© Desert Rose Creations 2012
© Desert Rose Creations 2012
© Desert Rose Creations 2012
© Desert Rose Creations 2012
Dedicated to My Sister, Celi Camacho…… Love you
Dwell in the place where dreams are made and wishes are fulfilled ,
For there will inspiration flow as a stream never static, never still.
It’s sparkling waters flow , ever quenching the thirst of the artistic soul,
We are the expression of our Creator, a work of art in progress, there is no mold.
N.Cortes / Desert Rose (C) 2012112
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Desert Rose Creations 2007
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I am the Desert Rose
I reside deep within this woman
Delicate and special I go unnoticed
Lies, disappointments and abuse
These are my sand, my sun , my drought
In the great expanse of the desert I am lost
Blind , they neither see me nor sense me
These petals now wilted and scattered
Scars which run deep within her
Waiting for one who will find me
Petals, once beautiful and full of splendor
Perfume , mystical , bewitching , unique
No pricking thorns, I the sublime bloom resonate
Sure of what she has to offer, of her worth
I wait patiently for the adventurous traveler
He, who will risk all he has to give
Who will finally discover the Rose of the Desert
Love, tenderness, understanding revive me
For they are my life , my source , my redeeming rain
They feed me , refresh me, fill me with life
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Do you know who I am ?…………. I am her heart, I am her soul.
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N.Cortes / Desert Rose 
2007
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My love, my light
My brave and shining Knight
You who have shared my lives
You who are filled with plight
You have seen so much pain
Let not your suffering be in vain
Allow me to assuage your darkness
Allow me to bring to your soul kindness.
My love shall caress your soul
Pain and strife will no longer take it’s toll
Let my kisses soothe your heart
Let us join as one to never part.
My life is yours to do with as you will
For I am incomplete without you still
Until our souls as one unite
Our minds, our hearts our very lives.
Allow me to be your very souls balm.
To bring to you my peace, my calm
To love you, to worship your very breath
Come love to me & lay your head upon my breast.
N.Cortes / Desert Rose 2007
Here I will place my attempts at poetry and creative writing. I do not claim them to be good , I just claim them to be mine
Majnoon reciting poetry in the desert (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
I have been told on many occasions that I have a way with words. I do not consider myself a wordsmith nor can I craft delightful stories that capture the imagination. Yet I have had a love affair with the written word since I can remember. Reading has always been a passion and I dabble in poetry from time to time. Unfortunately for me the poems I did have were stored on a computer and having had a minimal understanding of the workings of a personal computer at the time. Not to mention the possibility that it could die without a moments notice taking my work with it. Yes…..that is exactly what happened. All lost to that dark abyss known as cyberspace never to be seen again.
Poetry (Photo credit: Kimli)
- Poetry (Photo credit: Kimli)
Life has gotten complicated since then and I truly have not had much time to sit and contemplate long enough to allow the creativity to flow. Yes , I know what you are thinking: But she has the time to post all these articles. Yes I do , however I relay the information and make it available . Beyond reading them to make sure they convey the message that I want to send. I truly do not have to think beyond the obvious. Just read and pass it on . So you see it was the lazy way out for a desire that needed to be fulfilled. Writing and creating with the written word. The responsibilities of motherhood and survival have taken a front row seat. Leaving the creative and fantastical musings of my imagination to take a backseat. Somewhat of a backseat driver at times albeit not in control and summarily banished to the recesses of my inner child to wait patiently until I let it out to play.
English: A picture portraying poetry. Occitan : Illustracion que representa la poesia. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Perhaps it is time she was allowed out to play and frolic about in the sun and fresh air? Perhaps it has been too long and she has forgotten how? Time will tell. I do not promise that they will be good. I simply promise they they will be mine
More to come soon I hope!
