Out on a limb
All Tied Up
Out on a limb
All Tied Up
Occasionally, a picture is worth a thousand words. I am not sure this image of one of our Clematis blooms qualifies in that category-not that the flower doesn’t, but the photographer (me) may not have presented her well enough; no digital tweaking done.
Nevertheless, I will keep this post to a minimum of words. Immediately to her right is a vine with the whitest of flowers you have ever beheld, and next to those are newly planted red colored flowers yet to bloom. Just imagine this spectacle in your mind…three totally independent clematis vines revealing their true colors without compromising their inherent beauty and DNA. Yet, they stand together as a testament to nature’s diversity.
You must excuse me for starring at this beautiful object. Lovely, is she not? And there are a hundred more like her! Obviously, I am biased in my assessment.
Simply captivating. I hope you agree.
I am of the opinion that nature produces the most breathtaking artistry known to man. And, flowers are near the top of the list when it comes to sheer variety and beauty. I am also of the opinion that I am most fortunate to enjoy every facet of God’s creation. Not everyone is so lucky.
If I couldn’t see this yellow flower, then perhaps I could touch it. But if I couldn’t feel it, then maybe I could smell its fragrance. If I couldn’t detect it by smell, then someone would have to describe it to me. Should I know only silence then I would be in a real pickle. I can think of one solution to this dilemma; a kind person would have to pick this flower from the base of its stem and gently brush the bloom across my face. Once I know it exists in softness and glorious fragility, the kind individual would put it in a vase for others to experience. Just because I couldn’t fully comprehend or enjoy the presence of a fresh flower doesn’t mean others shouldn’t. So, go ahead, inhale, feel the unopened blooms, touch the stamen, admire the form and color of this blossom and be so bold as to taste a droplet of water clinging to the chiffon petals..
Then, plant a seed or bulb for the next sojourner to enjoy. Natural beauty is too precious not to share and celebrate. And, should you come across another who is limited by physical or mental disabilities, be creative and share a portion of the art that surrounds (or is in) all of us, especially the art of a kind and compassionate soul.
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