This morning there were three… And, when I came out to greet my night blooming cereus, they looked wistful.
Remembering last night’s splendor? Or, reflecting on how fleeting their glory? Me? I’m appreciating their presence in my present.
May 21, 2017 by spixl
This morning there were three… And, when I came out to greet my night blooming cereus, they looked wistful.
Remembering last night’s splendor? Or, reflecting on how fleeting their glory? Me? I’m appreciating their presence in my present.
Magnificent!
And the blooms keep coming, almost every morning!
Grateful for the fleeting beauty. Ah, impermanence. In Portland, Maine, the gloriously intoxicating lilacs are abloom. Abrazos🌺🌺🌺🙋🏻
Ahhhh… lilacs!!! Childhood home, we had a purple and a white lilac. Loved the scent. 🙂