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#SOL24-22 Blooms

It is Tuesday and time to write a 'Slice of Life." 
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Cherry blossoms in Sligo Creek

“Many eyes go through the meadow but few see the flowers within it.”

Ralph Waldo Emerson

When I returned from my walk, I decided to take a slow wander through my yard and photograph all the pretty blooms of spring that are popping up. Most days, I come and go without stopping, and this is true of flowers, too. Let me stop and savor them for a moment – and share them with you.

My yard is bursting with lenten roses (hellebore), I love these so much. I’ve written about these before, how they are one of the earliest blossoms, often beginning in late January. Here, at the start of spring, they are full and luscious, standing tall, as if waving hello, welcoming all the other spring blossoms.

“Where flowers bloom, so does hope.”

Lady Bird Johnson

We’ve sprinkled the yard with daffodils, “a variety of varieties,” and often slip more into the ground each fall, in random locations, just because we can. They make the world merry, yes?

“If we could see the miracle of a single flower, clearly our whole life would change.”

Buddha

It is a bit early still for tulips, one small delicate yellow tulip has decided to defy that timeline. What a joy to find this little friend! This one is soaking in bright sun, and warmed up before all the others, I suppose.

We have planted pink and white hyacinths in a reckless “I have no idea where to plant these!” manner. They are hiding in corners, under shrubs, and, today, are winking a cheery spring hello. These are always a bit earlier than their cousins, the deep blue wood hyacinths, which are sending up buds and are probably a week or two away from full bloom.

The forsythia bushes are in their full glory today. I am so glad I stopped to witness these.

“If you look the right way, you can see that the whole world is a garden.”

Frances Hodgson Burnett
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Talking Points

It is Tuesday and time to write a 'Slice of Life." 
Thank you Two Writing Teachers for creating this supportive community
of teacher-writers!

When we are out and about, here’s what I notice –

the bearded irises are still pretty even when lounging on the lawn,
the begonia blossoms into tiny angels, and 
I'm so happy the peonies bloomed after the rains came through.


She offers me an entirely different take on the world. What does she notice?

She discovers it on cars. 
It is also popular on the lawn’s edge.
She’s been appalled to find it lurking on the front steps. 
Sometimes she stops in the middle of the street to bear witness. 
As if this wasn’t enough, in recent days, it has begun appearing on the windows at the back of our house. 

Have you guessed her obsession? 

Animal droppings. 
Especially - bird poop. Aviary guano. Foul of fowl. 

This spring has dovetailed (ooh, there’s a pun!) with toilet-training and she is riveted. Yes, this is the number one topic of my darling grandchild. (I nicknamed her ‘Bird’ - so, I suppose I should have predicted this grimy interest.) 

She has laser focus for every sighting. On our neighborhood walks, she gasps with alarm, needing to pause and inspect. She demands that every soiled area be cleaned up, immediately - and has been less than impressed when I refuse to do so, steering her away from the find. 

The rule ‘out of sight, out of mind’ does not apply. Each of these moments is treasured in her mind, and shared as the primary gossip of the day. 

What did you do, today, hon? 
There was bird poop on the window!

Who knew the world could be full of such mystery and wonder? 


I offer a simple poem, to remember this developmental stage of hers.
window washing

the gutters 
at back of house
are a favorite stop
for winged loiterers

heralding
foul of fowls
up, in, around

all to her delight
each discovery
so exciting

Nana! Gotta clean!

and so
spray and towel in hand
windows flipped open
I scour scrub rub  
sparkle shine
polishing away streaks

and she 
is right at my side
inspecting