Wisteria Bombs

April 6th, 2010

There must be a underground wisteria-wireless tapping out a message in flower code that says “Blooms away!” because you wake up one morning and suddenly every wisteria bush in town has exploded overnight. They’re draped seductively over fences and entwined in trees, their blooms so thick it seems they’ve put everything they’ve got into this massive assault on our senses. I’m tempted to bury my face in every cluster of flowers that I pass and try to inhale their secret. Because I want to find a project to throw myself into just as passionately, to learn to be a bomb of creativity that can’t help detonating itself.

2 Responses to “Wisteria Bombs”

  1. Diane says:

    I see some serious advantages to being wisteria: no wondering if NOW is the right time, no second thoughts about having what it takes to genuinely impress the folks on the street, no gnawing questions about “good enough” or eventual dropping or drooping. Just “blooms away,” as you said.

    I want to achieve a wisteria state of mind, especially the sense that the whole timing thing is not under my direct control.

  2. Jen says:

    I love that phrase: ‘.. to be a bomb of creativity..’
    An explosion of beauty! Imagine that!

    Azaleas are blooming here. And it was the same thing: One morning last week I woke up and my front yard was pink!

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