Lemon & Flower

Little yellow flowers stand out in the garden.

While all the other flowers are sleeping, they are awake.

Shining bright, with reminders of spring and warmth and sun.

I long for a…

Big wooden bowl filled with garden delights.

Much like those bowls full of colorful summer vegetables.

Remember those?

Bliss sigh…

I talk to a certain Mr. Ficus.

Charming guy with his British accent and all.

He's not interested in spring or summer, he quite fancies the indoors.

He's not into too hot or too cold, or too sunny even.

He doesn't even care to socialize with the other ficus in the house.

Ficuses?

So, I set out without him.

Determined to find some garden goods for my bowl.

We are on the lasts of our citrus.

The oranges have been more than a blessing.

Sweet and fragrant and oily skinned.

Love them.

And of course, we all know the joy of a fresh lemon.

They inspire so much in me.

Clean, fresh, invigorating.

I take two for today.

Then I notice a certain someone burying things in my garden.

Of course, when he saw me watching him, he acted as though he had no idea what was in the hole.

Or who had even dug it.

He marched away, never to return to it.

I had never seen him digging a hole in my garden before, I think he was afraid he was doing something wrong.  But I didn't reprimand him.  How could I?  He's too cute.

Then, I found babies in my garden.

I am a softie, as you know.

I sobbed so much over these 3 little baby rabbits, left in a very unsafe place by their mama.

I tucked them in a bit better.

I always want to keep the endless babies.

The ones who grow into teens and wreak havoc in my garden.

The ones who dig holes under cottages and workshops.

I don't fight them.

I can't.

So, I surround sprouts and things they like with chicken wire instead.

They get you right in your heart, in that little space that actually hurts when you are sad.

Those cuties do.

I head back out on my mission after the baby bunny debacle.

Treasures for the bowl.

Of course, you can always count on arugula in our garden.

I love those tiny arugula flowers.

Are you an arugula fan?

So spicy and buttery all at once.

What a hearty abundant gift.

I grab some beautiful mint as well, adding it to my lemons and yellow flowers.

Then head back inside.

Putting everything in vases.

The greens we'll eat as well.

Having weather chit chat with Mr. Ficus again.

Will winter just pass us by?

Will it not?

Shall I paint in the garden today?

How are the bunnies?

I open all the windows and turn up the music.

What is to come of the weather?

With life?

With time?

Who knows??

We really have no control.

Just happy to be well and enjoying this moment.

For now…

We have little yellow flowers to remind us of sun and spring.

Of all that is good.

Of laughing in the tree whilst swinging…

Of dancing in the warm rain.

For now, days are warm and nights are cold.

We dream of your snow.

And make plans to paint in the sun.

And maybe, we'll even paint yellow flowers.

Yes, yes.

That sounds just right.

 

I've got my headphones on, and I am off for a walk in the fresh air.

Then it's yellow paint.

For sure.

 

I am making peace with yellow.

Had too much of it as a kid and grew to not like it.

But lately, I like it again 🙂

Do you have that sort of relationship with any color?

 

Hope you have a wonderful day!!

 

Love, V