This tiny plum blossom caught me off guard -- a harbinger of Spring, despite the fact that the season is officially still a month away. It crept through the rails of the side porch, reaching for the sun and crying "Look at me!" in its whispering wabi-sabi way. It's refreshing to be brought back into focus by an unassuming, imperfect flower. To everything there is a season, and I'm willing to wait: just the promise of the fruit this budding tree will yield is enough to make me positively giddy.
Saturday, February 21, 2009
Think Spring
This tiny plum blossom caught me off guard -- a harbinger of Spring, despite the fact that the season is officially still a month away. It crept through the rails of the side porch, reaching for the sun and crying "Look at me!" in its whispering wabi-sabi way. It's refreshing to be brought back into focus by an unassuming, imperfect flower. To everything there is a season, and I'm willing to wait: just the promise of the fruit this budding tree will yield is enough to make me positively giddy.
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And now the rain is coming back. . . we need it badly, so I won't complain.
ReplyDeleteI want to get a CSA box too!