A couple images, ten days apart. The first with afternoon light and the second this morning’s light. The Rhododendron has burst forth and recent heavy rains have battered the blooms down a bit. The Dogwood leaves have grown and the Dogwood flowers holds on. I so enjoy morning light on the flowers in the yard.
This unique Rhody is surrounded by blackberry briars. Protruding up through the bush from all directions, already towering above the shrub, the neighbor does nothing to halt the growth of the invasive briar. An affront to good gardening and being a good neighbor. The neighbor fails to cut his grass, so the weeds go to seed and blow with the prevailing wind. Moss, briars, decaying leaves and muck show a life distracted, consumed or just done. The neighbor’s house and yard is in neglect. Relationships with neighbors have dwindled or were never formed. No one attempts to bridge this gap of unfamiliarity. Shades and curtains always drawn. Decay inside and out. Yet this beautiful rhododendron puts forth unattended beauty.
“Of all tyrannies, a tyranny sincerely exercised for the good of its victims may be the most oppressive. It would be better to live under robber barons than under omnipotent moral busybodies. The robber baron's cruelty may sometimes sleep, his cupidity may at some point be
satiated; but those who torment us for our own good will torment us without end for they do so with the approval of their own conscience.”