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May has to be one of my favorite months when it comes to gardening. This year, with the warm temperatures in winter, I feel like the flowers are blooming too fast. Everything is a little ahead of schedule.
My roses are blooming like gangbusters right now. It's a treat for the eyes and the nose, especially when the windows are open. The kids and I spent a fair amount of time in the flower beds, weeding and mulching for the long summer season ahead.
But look what I discovered behind the rose bush in my front yard next to a clump of Russian Sage.
What is this ferny feather-like creature lurking in my flowerbed?
At first, I thought it was the Sea Holly that my cousin, Chunky Toad, sent to me. (Thanks, cousin! I immediately thought of you.) I planted it in the back yard right before a long dry spell and it never made it. But then, my dear cousin also sent seeds for a wide range of flowers. Seeds that I had planted in the backyard as well.
Here's what one of the blooms from the ferny plant looks like up close:
Lovely, isn't it? It's Nigella, commonly called, Love in a Mist, according to Google. I remember planting the seeds. The results had been somewhat disappointing as the weather and the timing hadn't turned out well. Last summer went by so quickly, there was hardly time to keep the weeds at bay.
The Nigella is new this year. I've never grown it before nor did I intend for anything to grow directly behind my rose bushes. But they time-traveled, migrated and found a happy spot. (Most likely due to a faithful robin who returns each spring to nest in my hanging baskets.)
I'm delighted.
I think the universe is trying to tell me something about resilience. Having patience with the writing process, especially when you've put your work out there on the line, is sometimes a struggle. So what does this little flower tell me?
Surprises are often good. Sometimes a dream is not dead, just merely slumbering. Maybe it needs a little more time. Maybe it needs to get up and move around. Don't give up. Blossoms await.