Thursday, March 12, 2009

The Blooming Season


Spring is without question the boldest time of year, sending tender shoots and delicate flowers up into iffy weather. March is a bit like a writer sending out a manuscript, or anyone who's hunting for a new job in a tough economy.

As T.S. Eliot wrote in "The Waste Land" about the cruelly unpredictable and lovely April: spring does the bold work of "breeding/
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing/
Memory and desire, stirring/
Dull roots with spring rain."

If daisies and such can keep dusting off their dull roots, venturing upward and blossoming, so can we. Consider letting the flowers you see today inspire and re-encourage you. Even if the sky is overcast.

(Full disclosure: these were shot in May--in the mountains of Mexico at the spa Rancho La Puerta--but I think they still make my point.)










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8 comments:

kenju said...

Foxglove is so regal!

Peggy Payne said...

I was about to say: but wait, isn't that a hollyhock? And then I remembered that you're a professional plant person.

Debra W said...

Oh Peggy, weren't the flowers at Rancho absolutely glorious? Thank you for taking me back there for a moment. I went back again, a few months later and although the Ranch is just as lovely, the flowers were gone. A bit of a different experience, visually.

Fabulous analogies!

Hugs,
Debbie

Peggy Payne said...

Debbie, I've never seen a picture that I thought did Rancho justice.

Debra W said...

I agree, Peggy. It's more about the feeling that you get when you are there and that is not something a photo can do justice. Even with the noise from the traffic that comes from the busy road which runs very close to Rancho, I still find a sense of peace there that I cannot find anyplace else. Very difficult to describe in words or pictures.

Hugs,
Deb

Peggy Payne said...

I never even noticed the road sounds, Debbie, until I heard a yoga instructor say how it had at first upset him when the road started being used by large trucks. He mentioned it in the course of saying how he'd reframed it: every time he notices the sound of a truck, it's a cue for him to relax and breathe.

Debra W said...

That is a great way to re-frame the truck noise, Peggy. Good for you for not even tuning into it! Do you find that you are the type of individual who doesn't become bothered by the small stuff? I sometimes wish that I could be better about tuning things out. I guess re-framing them is just as effective.

Peggy Payne said...

I think with sound in particular, I'm not easily bothered, and often don't notice. The only way I know this is that a lot of noises irritate Bob a lot. And I won't have even registered anything.

He brought home a book for me once that he thought I needed, it was coping strategies for "highly sensitive people." We both took the little test in the book. Guess who turned out to be highly sensitive?