I went outside today with the express intent to take a picture of the beautiful camellias we have blooming outside our sliding door. Part of my reasoning is that the flowers are just amazing to look at and the other part is so I would have a reminder on these pages of why I should keep that green bush that's totally out of scale and drives me crazy the other 11 months of the year. By the time I got outside, though, most of the flowers were in shadows and only the 'not so good' ones were in full light. Shrugging my shoulders I lifted my camera and took a few shots anyway.
At the time I thought I might not post them or I might do a little photo editing/cropping to only show the good parts. But once I sat down to write this post I realized that I really wanted to post the pictures in their honest form. Because this is really what my garden looks like right now. I bit sunburned by the intense January heat, a bit brown around the edges from lack of rain and yet it continues to grow, thrive and give me pleasure, no matter how little time I spend tending it.
I'm not going to add some cliche about life here, though you may certainly extrapolate that way if you'd like. I think I'm really taking a pro-honesty stance these days and this is my honest picture of the day. And, goodness, I still find it a sight to behold.
1 comment:
you remind me of your grandparents. How they loved their gardens and flowers. thanks jen
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