The old and the new
I went out late in the afternoon to check on my buds. Just as well I did, for there is blossoming under way! We first met these in their babyhood and teenage stage. Now, merely a couple of days later, the buds are opening. The teenage photo was take Friday morning, the one below taken late Sunday afternoon.
In many of streets around here, this is the colour we see.
There are also signs of the old around us. This old log will never live again, yet gives life.
Dandelions remind us of the shortness of the life of a flower. There is something so perfect about this dandelion head, a globe waiting to shatter into life.
Yet other plants, although recognising the change of seasons, are not yet ready to flower. The new green is so fresh against the deeper green of last season’s growth.