Porch Time : February 2017

Monday, February 27, 2017

The angel wing begonia.

Brought from New York City.

Grew from a clipping.

Took ten years to bloom in Florida.

Bloomed every year for 15 years.

Then for no obvious nor justifiable reason it died.

Except for one leaf which appeared dead when I pruned the other stalks.

My hope was that they would all releaf.

Today I noticed the one stalk with the leaf which appeared dead,

It is growing.

Maybe, when a plant lives a prolific life cycle, it needs to die in order to grow again,

One leaf at a time.

Life. (sigh).

Just a tiny gleeful giggle while reflecting on this angel wing begonia's Life.

This blooming camelia reminds me of my Junior prom.

My gown was just such a pink.

I felt I was a beautiful girl.

An unusual self perception of my presence in the world.

I was shedding childhood in lieu of becoming a woman.

This camelia was an ealy bloomer in January or was it December?

Which ever month it was, it was earlier than expected.

Now, February, many camelias are blooming, as are azaleas, prickly pear, and citrus buds, to name a few.

Signs of Spring, these days, may be frozen out, and have to start over again in another month or two.

If that is the case, nevertheless, signs of Spring will return.

A village in full bloom is as beautiful as a Junior prom filled with young women in their ball gowns.

2017

7:20 am.

About 55°.

First sunrise of this year full of promises of love.

Birds and alligators say the night is past.

Fish jump clear out of the lake.

A few auto engines pass up on the main drag.

Trusting sits gently in my heart again.

I have confidence that I am able to stand unafraid of the encounters ahead.

Living on this beautiful Lake with its ever changing sunrise is nature's message from a history long and world wide perspective.

That brief moment at the end of the day.when a dazzling sun's light
bathes the earth with sienna and a bright golden aura.

Sun never fails to set without breathing a promise of another sunrise
after a night of reflection from the moon - new or crescent or full.

Have faith.
The sun is present even in reflection,
even as it sets.