Look what popped out this morning--September 2. Just when we thought we'd seen the last of our day lilies. In fact, just the other day I did a Facebook post showing what I'd thought was the last blossom--and I was excited because it had appeared on the very day that my wife, Joyce, was coming home from the hospital after a several-day stay for a surgical procedure.
Oh, cooperative Nature! A mother after all! A mother who realized what we needed. And provided it!
Hah.
We do love--don't we?--to search the natural world for some sort of objective correlative ... some natural object or occurrence that will match our needs--or moods.
Rain for gloom. Fog for uncertainty. Storms for passion. Blossoms for hope. Golden leaves in the fall for change. Darkness for depression. Bright sun for ... you get the picture.
And every now and then Nature cooperates for us, providing us a symbol, an ambiance. And we feel in sync ...
Like that day lily that popped out when Joyce came home. A sign of welcome--of hope.
Now ... I just need to think of something for this new one ... maybe it arrived because Joyce, for the first time since her surgery, was able today to go out to the health club and walk some laps?
Of course!
BTW: Look at the picture closely: There's another bud visible, a bud that just might make it. In which case I have some imagining to do ...
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