Buds are popping up
everywhere in my garden. I actually think of my trees and plants as my buddies,
my friends. They send their new leaves and flowers to visit us each year at
springtime, almost as if they had been away to a warmer climate for the winter.
These friends are
sprouting on the peach tree in our backyard. We get lots of them starting to
grow but don’t get any to eat any because the squirrels and deer munch on the
unripe fruit as the season matures. But that’s okay. The beauty and possibilities
are still welcome.
There is a joyful
promise with the buds that come onto bare trees or that present color from
newly emerging flowers. I can hope for peaches to ripen so we might one day
actually eat them. I can look forward to seeing positive potential when the landscape
looks barren. And I can hope that will grow to include how I, how we, interact
in this currently difficult world.
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Looking out of our window every morning is like opening a gift. What new bud or leaf will present itself today? The promise of good things to come!!!
ReplyDeleteNature truly is a gift. I hope we can remember how important our human/nature connection is.
ReplyDeleteI love your sweet essay, Ferida. The buds are beautiful. I feel like the world turned green overnight this spring.
ReplyDeleteBarbara
Thanks, Barbara. Yes, Spring is here. I love the colors that are just bursting out all over the place.
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