Seasonal bulbs again teach life lessons worth repeating. Years ago, in November, I bought an amaryllis bulb that I assumed would bloom for Christmas. (Not reading directions enables such assumptions) I should have started at Halloween for Christmas color!
This year, I bought with an informed understanding that starting a bulb in early December would mean no color for six to eight weeks. (I am still waiting.)
A friend, however, gave me a bulb in early January hoping I’d have a bright red bloom for Valentine’s Day. It exploded two weeks early with three vivid red, lush blooms!
Life lessons: Indoor gardening can be as full of surprises as gardening in the great outdoors. Nature isn’t obliged to follow my timetable, in or out of doors. So, I can’t force anyone’s blooming, including my own.
Recovering from the most recent virus has been a slow slough. But hey, recovering is the operative word! So, I feel like the amaryllis looks on the left: health is budding, but not ready to bloom.
These past several weeks have been a continuing education class on attitude adjustments. Impatient, cross, and puny, I rise above my wretched self-pity though when I read articles on why so many elderly are dying for this year’s flu.
Scaring myself into civility seems to work. For a while.
Since I can’t think of anything to write worth reading, I’ll close with a quote that sums up today’s wisdom:
Look to your health; and if you have it, praise God, and value it next to a good conscience; for health is the second blessing that we mortals are capable of; a blessing that money cannot buy. ~Izaak Walton (1593-1683) The Compleat Angler [1653-1655], Chapter 21
Now I think I’ll paint . . . adapting my tulips from another artist’s impressions. Sometimes my hands work better than my words.
You shouldn’t say it is not good. You should say you do not like it; and then, you know, you’re perfectly safe. ~James McNeill Whistler (1834-1903) In “Whistler Stories,” by D. C. Seitz, 1913.