Almost. Soon. Any day now.
These are the words I have been hearing and
speaking for the past few weeks.
The Asiatic lilies will soon
bud up in splendid reds and oranges...
The Lilacs are almost ready to open their vibrant purple buds...
The Maples will soon drop seeds from their chartreuse leaves...
The flock of ferns will soon unfurl and fill in this empty space...
The regal Daisies are bound to have snowy blossoms before you know it!
The Phlox is looking good!
Hopefully the butterflies will return to
its vibrant flowers.
The Limelight Hydrangea
is poking along....preparing
its glory upon our shade garden.
The raspberry canes
have been trimmed and are flourishing...bringing forth thoughts
of morning picked berries folded into fresh
The Lupine is reaching for the sun,
ready to give us a pastel display that Monet would have yearned for....
The newly planted khol rabi
seems content in its new home....
The grass, in need of a mow,
announces its arrival in inches....
(and a broken tractor)
A few found turkey feathers
decorate a garden post....
a reminder that the babies will soon be
is slow to wake...after spending
much of the winter
blanketed in snow...
on their pale blue eggs,
bringing new life to the season....
Only a nature walk like this could
cause me to change my perspective.
"Perhaps," I now think,
"Almost is Now."
I often find I am looking forward to what is to come:
spring, the garden, the flowers, summer vacation, the weekend, dinnertime.
When in reality, the moment is what has me enthralled, has me captivated,
pulls me by the hand.
Emerson says it best:
“Write it on your heart that every day is the best day in the year.”
Live for today. Enjoy the little moments.