We waste so much of our lives tethered to this task, that struggle, those priorities…then we seek to slow down to salvage, to regain health, mental stability, time… I don’t have an answer, beyond instincts, to survive after much lost time. Explaining this to our children and grandchildren is the remaining task.
“It’s spring fever. That is what the name of it is. And when you’ve got it, you want — oh, you don’t quite know what it is you do want, but it just fairly makes your heart ache, you want it so!” Mark Twain
While traveling over the recent holidays, I came upon this large pot at a friend’s home in California. The flower’s splash of color and the trailing plant was one of many to be enjoyed. At home (Portland) the Winter drabness of greys, browns, greens are waiting for the early colors of Rhododendrons, Camelias, Azaleas, Tulips, and Daffodils. The Daphne’s fragrance, by the front porch, will be appreciated. In the meantime I do need to finally climb up that ladder and fix that clogged gutter.
