Wednesday, March 27, 2013

A Visit Home














arkun=thank you in Cambodian

For a few days now, I've been under the weather, the weather which keeps changing and holding on to itself. I never worry about winter lasting too long in NY because what it leaves in its wake are the tough little sprouts, who wend their way up no matter what they think is happening up there and they stumble out color and bloom so gracefully, you'd think it was a surprise ballet.

The backyard now, in this still new feeling apartment of a year and quarter, is all the way on the other side of the basement door, three flights down. I was doing laundry the other day and opened the door on it and all these bulbs were psst-ing at me, "Take me upstairs! Let me bloom before your very eyes!" So I did that and look at what happened! I might have missed it otherwise since I don't do laundry nearly often enough.

The rest of the winter we are lucky to have a lot of sun and if I were around often enough I'd appreciate the sunny-ness of it all, producing vines and plants that otherwise only come around in summer. So I am thankful for that when I visit these rooms and these old photographs and our cats and the old pine cones with wintry connotations that I threw out the window hoping they'd assist something else out there, and the blossoms I stole from the garden which quickly blossomed in front of me and us and our Spring-like capabilities. 

3 comments:

elizabeth said...

I think you have been on your travels....
but there is something magic about the hearty little snowdrops to come home to.

Do hope you feel better.

Yesterday I ventured up to our roof to discover that the
mint has survived and some parsley and chives and lavender and rosemary....
summer dreams.....

molly said...

smart move. i'm trying to use our little garden like that too. i just mentioned to a friend that i thought all plants loved the outdoors, here in LA, but turns out, some of 'em actually like it indoors with the rest of us!

Marie said...

I love and miss these posts...

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