While these storms can also bring trouble, and the time-lapse here might make many uneasy, they only bring me calm and a sense of wonder at the power behind it all, the power building at my very doorstep and passing me by, God and the Grim Reaper together at once, mysterious and yet always nearby.
I feel the danger nearby, and yet my peace is generated by the sure knowledge that life comes with the storms. Four days later, yesterday, and my garden was this, roses coming into bloom and, at last, the full rebirth of another gardening year. No dribbles of a bulb here or a wind-damaged lilac there, I now relish the full gifts of a garden.
Here and above, Canadian rose 'George Vancouver' is in the foreground, sprawling over the nearby bench. Please excuse the weeds you see there at his feet; I sprayed them yesterday, the only way to kill the rapidly spreading ambrosia. Behind George, bright red 'Survivor' blooms, and then 'Polareis', a hint of pink in her blooms, and then, in the rear, bright white 'Blanc Double De Coubert', ready to begin to make her hips and start another crop of blooms to feed the hungry bees.
Your roses are beautiful, and that storm--awesome power to watch. Thanks for sharing the video!
ReplyDeleteThank you. It is a pleasure to be living here.
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