The wind is sharp and spring is biting again. But the unfolding of flowers on my deck is gentle. I am reminded of the beauty of spring at every turn. When I stepped out into the wind at the end of the afternoon, I shivered and tightened my coat around me. But then I saw the glorious blazing pink sky at the end of the street, and I opened up again in delight.
This is how it is right now: opening and closing, closing and opening. My heart is being well exercised. That's what spring asks of me.
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| Petunias, October 10 |
4 comments:
I love this post, Juliet. The sharpness against the gentleness of spring. Of life. We wait for spring and it teases us and tempts us with her fragility and beauty. All my petunias are now gone now. It is nice to see yours on this page.
and I love the opening and closing of the heart...that is exactly how it is this spring. Your insights about life are beautiful juliet.
Such a beautiful post. You have captured spring perfectly in both your words and photos.
Thank you for these comments, Penny, Joan and Marilyn. It's so wonderful to know that others resonate with what I'm talking about.
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