When this flower blooms
the Summer Tanagers song returns to the canopy
for the summer
to their home in the pine tree.
Anole
In the short time I have sat this evening I have seen so much life - new life.
The titmouse brought their babies to the japanese maple,
a male anole chased a female across the bamboo trellis,
another anole crawled in a hole in the bamboo and watched the world with me.
Blue jays brought their babies into the yard to feed.
The Great Crested Flycatcher (one of my favorite birds) showed up to add its song to the chorus.
The Ref Shouldered Hawks flew through returning their nest after a long day of hunting.
Chickadees bathed in the new pond.
Cardinals gathered up seed.
And my anole companion from the bamboo hole made its way down to check me out and sat with me on the bench.
I know what I thought of it.
I wonder what it thought of me.
Blackberry Flower
Waking up to who you are requires letting go of who you imagine yourself to be
~Alan Watts
Rubrum
When I was in college these flowers among many other small flowers stole my heart.
They never give a great show.
They are humble little plants.
They hide are under the bigger more showy plants in the shade.
And yet, every year just like they did so many years ago when they finally burst with these little pink blooms they stop me and invite me to bend down each day and enjoy them for the very short time they bloom.
Epidmedium Rubrum
