The wildflowers seem unusually abundant this year so I’ve been focusing on them. They are singing my name, and on this excursion down dirt roads they were beckoning me in unison, like a well rehearsed choir.
There were some soloists but even they appeared more elegant within their milieu. When I was seven, swaying the swing under the giant oak, I imagined myself teaching the different vegetables in the garden to sing in harmony. On this day, in my seventieth decade, I just listened.
On this day I drifted between hearing the whole as it worked together and then focusing on the beauty of the individual.
I listened to the symphony of an inland lake on a summer’s morning, telling its secrets of times untold.
I listened to the secrets of being free to bloom and age as nature intended, without pretense.
And I listened to the cords of caution, knowing they need to be respected.
May we all hear this music and allow its message to grow within our spirits.
So beautiful! I love wildflowers!!
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You captured me with that first image, but that was only the start. Everything about this post is happy and life affirming. You’ve made my day.
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Well, you just made my day. The world of blogging is so wonderful as it gives each of us an opportunity to touch others with inspiration or to inspire to action or to open new ways of thinking. I know, Jane, that you do all of these things – while you sharpen your own thinking through your writing.
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I’ve grown so much through blogging, and learnt such a lot. The two most important things I’ve learnt are that the world is full of wonderful, fascinating people, and that I’m a better person I thought I was.
Maybe I’ll write a post about it…
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I think you should – I’ll be watching for it.
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OK – I’ll try. I’m having a minor crisis of confidence at the moment – I keep finding reasons not to post what I write…
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I, too, find it hard to post what I write, especially if I write about something that is important to me personally. Posting photographs is what I do when I’m getting up the courage to write something of substance.
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That sounds like a good plan… pity I don’t take photos…
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Wise words and beautiful images. If the verge in the top picture had been planted on purpose and every flower carefully positioned just so, it couldn’t have been done better.
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What a beautiful post. And lovely photos. Cheers, Deb
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Thanks, Deb – and cheers back to you.
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Oh, lovely captures and uplifting words, Pat!
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Thanks, Sue. We need uplifting words on this side of the pond.
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Well, we do on this side of the pond too, Pat!
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A friend and I were talking about how stressful the world has become. We truly are all in it together.
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Alas, I have to agree….
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And all those wild flowers are great for butterflies and bees. Everyone should leave a small part of their gardens wild for these insects.
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Good idea. I have several perennials that the bees and butterflies like.
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Gorgeous photos! Thank you!
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Your welcome, Donna. So happy you enjoyed them.
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Well said and wwill pictured.
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A wonderful uplifting post…love the poetic tone of your post and images….Thanks!
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Thanks, Charles. I’ve been reading a book about writing poetry, so you gave me a much appreciated compliment. 🙂
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