Morning Glory

April 20th, 2010

Anything beautiful in my yard grows despite my intervention, and it always takes me by surprise no matter how often it happens. Every now and then I go out and dig around and wring my hands and throw fertilizer around, but I don’t fool myself that this is gardening. This morning when I left for work, the azaleas had flowered out overnight, and as I passed, they tugged on my sleeve to get their picture taken in their moment of glory. I was breathless and sad at the same time because their beauty is so intense and so transient, just like you and me and all those who make us catch our breath in awe and love and the unspoken knowledge of impending loss.

One Response to “Morning Glory”

  1. Azaleas blossoms are so flirty, like girls in pastel ruffled skirts.

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