Where did summer go? The better question is what were BLOSSOM and I doing all summer? It obviously wasn’t writing. Since my last post w-a-y back on The 4th of July, I thought I was busy, though I couldn’t prove it. I set writing goals. My deadlines came and went. I had great new blog ideas ready to crank out. At this moment I can’t remember any of them. I suppose I just wasn’t inspired enough, so BLOSSOM had no alternative but to go dormant for the season too.
Being a Master Gardener I know that’s not the time to slack off. Summer is the time for planting, pruning, and popping. Time for growth and major change. And that’s what happened, just without my participation. Not only did my writing stop, but so did my gardening. It’s a good thing Mother Nature didn’t wait around for me to give her a hand. She POPPED up everywhere without any help from me. I was aware enough to notice the changes and I did marvel at all HER energy. I just didn’t have any of my own or as I often told myself, “I didn’t find the perfect idea today.” Not an idea to put on paper or flower to cut or weed to pull. Now that’s pretty barren!
I felt like I did years ago when I first got the idea for BLOSSOM. I was at a low point in my life then. It was February and I sat alone in a mountain cabin at 10,000 feet looking out at nothing but a barren cold white landscape. I thought, “In a few months this lifeless scene will be a green meadow covered with every color of wildflower imaginable. It will be filled with birds and critters and amazing sounds, smells, and activity. How does Mother Nature do that, and since SHE does it for the wild world would she do it for me?” Life eventually returned to the mountain and to me and BLOSSOM was a new part of that returning life.
That’s how I felt this summer, except instead of lifelessness, I was surrounded by an explosion of life, none of which I had a hand in, at least not this summer. Maybe Mother Nature was trying to show me what is possible. Flowers grew in abundance where they’d never been before. Hummingbirds appeared in greater numbers and butterflies fluttered everywhere. As summer came to an end I realized I’d seen an example of how life goes on whether I decide to be part of it or not.
That realization still wasn’t enough motivation. What was I waiting for? Why the Autumn Rainbow Nymph of course!
My landscape had turned brown and the overcast sky yielded neither rain nor snow. Inspiration was still rare. Then I woke up, LITERALLY. My bedroom window faces the mountains and a deep green forest. One morning when I opened my eyes, right in the middle of that view I saw a rainbow. It was coming out of the trees so close I thought I could touch it. I raced for my iPhone to document the sight before it vanished, then raced outside to get a clearer photo and better viewpoint. And there she was – right at the base of the rainbow! Talk about “a pot of gold”. This image is more than a “sign” to me. It’s a “blessing”. With her star wand christening the changing season with a rainbow, I SAW and FELT a change in the air and in ME. What grows and BLOSSOMs in the winter? I DO. Keep reading my blogs and see me bloom like a Christmas Cactus!