The rose is from a bush that I lovingly call Mama Dee after my dear departed friend. This bush has been bloom-less since May when it treated us to a specular display of fragrant, yellow flowers. This is the only cane on the bush to offer blossoms this month and there are a dozen buds on this new extension!
The water lily is yesterday's bloom which is rising up to the occasion even though its stem has weakened. This new variety that Bobby selected even blooms under the water.
I see metaphors for this new year as I approach the other side of 60. You are never too old to bloom and flourish, and even weakened supports do not prohibit beauty. Thank you Mother for the reminder."Gravity + 50" is a reminder to keep smiling.
Gravity + 50 Years = a sonic boom
“Who rules? Class.”
“Mother Nature rules, teacher.”
Synapses widening
Connect-ors e-LONG-
gating
Almost dis-connected, but
Not quite.
You tug at your parts, “Remember when….”
What was I thinking about?
Where are my glasses?
Why did I open the refrigerator?
Oh, to find spare parts..
They’re in here somewhere…
After listening to George Lopez
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