Winter is the season of introspection. When light is rare we tend to seek its’ brilliance. Nature is always the teacher to the often distant and distracted student.
I have a winter jasmine bush in my front yard and this is the season it shares a glimpse of spring. It’s a sweet, lemony smell that fills the front yard. Much like frostweed in autumn, the Winter Jasmine becomes a city for the bees, a buzzing green metropolis of activity.
I am planning on growing a scent garden as I believe fragrance brings us intangible peace and calm that we need more than we know. I also plan on growing my real estate for the bees and the monarch butterflies.
I am growing more ordered in my approach to gardening. In the past I literally would drop seeds anywhere-especially the sunflowers but now I am planning. Much like starting a business, we need to plan to build a healthy foundation and nurture it until it becomes something grand.
We are taught constantly by nature, such subtle hints teach us how to be and how to live on this planet that is more complex and smarter than we will ever be. We often see man as the steward of the earth, I think we are the students, earth is the teacher and we can often be disrespectful guests-petulant children ignoring the teacher.
A Reminder
In a field of gray
It opens its yellow eyes
It will not speak
You know it as a weed
It waits and will only share
One tiny bit of light
In a field of beige
And than it will rise
And fade
The dandelion
The gardener’s enemy
With roots that dig deep in the ground
Disrupts your sense
Of order
And seeds with little sound
That it might
Remind you
On some cold December day
Spring is just around the corner
Hope is just a seed
That waits…
Smell the winter jasmine
A city of bees
The light that separates the blooms
Whispers to the trees
That all hang their heads
And keep their eyes
To the ground
Remembering
The spring
The summer
A seed left
Deep in the ground
Beautiful post. Thanks for sharing
Thank you-so glad you liked it
You most welcome friend.
You have been greatly missed my friend. Your images are incredible and of course your wiring always gets my attention. So good to see you. Take care.
Thank you Carol-I really appreciate you and your friendship
I pick a dandelion
And whisper a wish
Then gently blow it
For the wind to carry
Away to where it should be ?
Great photos and a beautiful poem ?
Thank you HarpingByAPixie-I’ve missed you-love your poems.
Oh, I have been doing microblogs in FB since late April and I am loving it ?