Everyone has many associations with a flower – the idea of flowers. You put out your hand to touch the flower – lean forward to smell it – maybe touch it with your lips almost without thinking – or give it to someone to please them. Still – in a way – nobody sees a flower – really – it is so small – we haven’t time – and to see takes time, like to have a friend takes time. ~ Georgia O’Keefe
When was the last time you gazed deep into the heart of a flower?
I’m not talking about looking at a whole bouquet, which dazzles easily like a Broadway chorus line. I’m not talking about a wide drift of color in the distance–daffodils perhaps–spread over a swath of countryside.
When was the last time you got right up in the face of a single flower and let yourself fall right in?
As Georgia says, “…to see takes time, like to have a friend takes time.”
But for most of us, time is in short supply.
So today, I’m bringing the flowers to you. To balance out the icky-ness of my last post, I’m sending you an armload of flowers from my garden, delivered one at a time. All are blooming as I type.
Each and every one of these dahlia blossoms could hold my attention for hours, quieting my mind and calming my soul. I take such delight in their diversity of form, color, texture, and attitude. Dahlias have so much going for them that they can turn their noses up at being fragrant (though you can almost smell those colors).
Each bloom whispers its own unique message.
I hope you have a few minutes of spaciousness to savor and enjoy them as much as I do…
‘Citron de Cap’
So there you have it…one flower at a time, from me to you. I’d love to hear which of them spoke to you!
And in case you’d like to grow dahlias in your own garden, I order my tubers from Swan Island Dahlias.
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