Kenna Bridge
...in the p l a y f u l search for b e a u t y,
through the story of place.

When I was growing up in northern Alberta my playground was miles and miles of wilderness.  I would head out in the morning and return before dark. My parents must have trusted that I would come home when I got hungry enough.
When my friend Richard was growing up, this was his playground, a swimming hole in a national park.  But when we were here on Australia day we talked about the commonality of our experiences, and wondered that children are ever given such freedom now… 

When I was growing up in northern Alberta my playground was miles and miles of wilderness.  I would head out in the morning and return before dark. My parents must have trusted that I would come home when I got hungry enough.

When my friend Richard was growing up, this was his playground, a swimming hole in a national park.  But when we were here on Australia day we talked about the commonality of our experiences, and wondered that children are ever given such freedom now… 

— 2 months ago
Years ago in Kelowna my neighbour Margaret and I came out to our front gardens to see what on earth the crows were making such a fuss about.  We discovered a great horned owl in the large cedar tree that reached across both gardens.  The crows did not want their young eaten by this large carnivorous bird.
Today while planting a cutting garden I heard the same chorus from a group of Australian crows and looked up to see them gathering around a Kookaburra.  The laughing Kookaburra is the largest of the kingfishers and will indeed eat the young of other birds.  I had become so use to their loud ‘laughing’ calls, but hadn’t thought of them as birds of prey.
A world away where everything is so different, yet the same…

Years ago in Kelowna my neighbour Margaret and I came out to our front gardens to see what on earth the crows were making such a fuss about.  We discovered a great horned owl in the large cedar tree that reached across both gardens.  The crows did not want their young eaten by this large carnivorous bird.

Today while planting a cutting garden I heard the same chorus from a group of Australian crows and looked up to see them gathering around a Kookaburra.  The laughing Kookaburra is the largest of the kingfishers and will indeed eat the young of other birds.  I had become so use to their loud ‘laughing’ calls, but hadn’t thought of them as birds of prey.

A world away where everything is so different, yet the same…

— 2 months ago

kennabridge:

Beautiful… 

I try to look at the moon each night. Always changing, it is a lovely way to mark the passage of time.

Full Moon Silhouettes  Mark Gee

— 3 months ago with 2 notes
15 Things You Have to Forget to Get Ahead: →

lovemorefearless:

1. The complicated ways of living.
Focus on the activities and people that make you happy, and filter out the avoidable opposites. Truth be told, we often make our lives complicated when it’s really quite simple: Find what it is that makes you happy and spend more time doing it. Find who it is…

(Source: marcandangel.com)

— 3 months ago with 61 notes
kennabridge:

My new adventures into interiorscapes have lead me to wonder…
“What is a garden?"  Gardens are spaces large or small, indoors or out, set aside for the enjoyment of plants and nature. Yet they are much more. Gardens are dynamic spaces where we contemplate beauty - beauty of the imperfect, the impermanent and the incomplete. Gardens are playgrounds, studios and temples. Gardens are spaces that require our care, yet care for us. 

My first blog from one year ago, and still so meaningful to me today.  My goal in this playful search for beauty is to share the story of place, and with it the purpose and passion that we bring to our lives.

kennabridge:

My new adventures into interiorscapes have lead me to wonder…

What is a garden?"  Gardens are spaces large or small, indoors or out, set aside for the enjoyment of plants and nature. Yet they are much more. Gardens are dynamic spaces where we contemplate beauty - beauty of the imperfect, the impermanent and the incomplete. Gardens are playgrounds, studios and temples. Gardens are spaces that require our care, yet care for us. 

My first blog from one year ago, and still so meaningful to me today.  My goal in this playful search for beauty is to share the story of place, and with it the purpose and passion that we bring to our lives.

— 3 months ago with 2 notes

What a great way to start my Australian adventure.  These lovely women had planned a two day get away as a birthday surprise for a friend and I was lucky enough to be invited along.

— 3 months ago
Hello Australia!

Hello Australia!

— 3 months ago
Blossoms
Another benefit to spring pruning is bringing blossoms indoors.  These beautiful plum blossoms opened so quickly that their transformation was mesmerized.  Every time I walked by they stopped me in my tracks.  Lovely to have moments of ‘pause’ in your home, as in your garden.

Blossoms

Another benefit to spring pruning is bringing blossoms indoors.  These beautiful plum blossoms opened so quickly that their transformation was mesmerized.  Every time I walked by they stopped me in my tracks.  Lovely to have moments of ‘pause’ in your home, as in your garden.

— 1 year ago with 1 note
#blossoms  #plum blossoms  #pruning 
Pruning 101
This photo shows an example of why it is important to prune trees as they grow. This plum tree had three large wounds caused by crossing branches. Though the offending branch is not very large, the motion caused by the wind has turned it into a saw.  Over time the cumulative damage has been sizable. 

Pruning 101

This photo shows an example of why it is important to prune trees as they grow. This plum tree had three large wounds caused by crossing branches. Though the offending branch is not very large, the motion caused by the wind has turned it into a saw.  Over time the cumulative damage has been sizable. 

— 1 year ago
Duck duck duck duck… peacock?

Duck duck duck duck… peacock?

— 1 year ago
This is the side entrance of one of my favourite gardens. This garden romances me. No matter what the weather or how I’m feeling, this garden draws me into its charms. It is a garden that has been lovingly created over 40 years, and I am honoured to have the opportunity to share in its care.

This is the side entrance of one of my favourite gardens. This garden romances me. No matter what the weather or how I’m feeling, this garden draws me into its charms. It is a garden that has been lovingly created over 40 years, and I am honoured to have the opportunity to share in its care.

— 1 year ago

Beautiful… 

I try to look at the moon each night. Always changing, it is a lovely way to mark the passage of time.

Full Moon Silhouettes  Mark Gee

— 1 year ago with 2 notes
Another beautiful morning ’interiorscaping' on Government Street.  I like to start early before things get busy, and can never resist taking a moment to admire the view…

Another beautiful morning ’interiorscaping' on Government Street.  I like to start early before things get busy, and can never resist taking a moment to admire the view…

— 1 year ago with 2 notes
#Victoria BC  #interiorscape  #garden  #indoor gardens 
Many many years ago I purchased my first small ‘water feature in a box’, having no idea that it would turn into an endless cycle of redesigning and rebuilding.  Each time I finished a new one I would announce proudly, “There, that’s the best one yet. I won’t change it again.”  This was always followed by uncontrolled laughter by my family. 

We were created to be creators.  At its deepest heart, creativity is meant to serve and evoke beauty.  
John O’Donohue

Many many years ago I purchased my first small ‘water feature in a box’, having no idea that it would turn into an endless cycle of redesigning and rebuilding.  Each time I finished a new one I would announce proudly, “There, that’s the best one yet. I won’t change it again.”  This was always followed by uncontrolled laughter by my family. 

We were created to be creators.  At its deepest heart, creativity is meant to serve and evoke beauty.  

John O’Donohue

— 1 year ago with 2 notes