I’m not quite sure why it surprises me, but it’s always a surprise when I come across flowers and their happy little blooms. Sometimes I catch them out of the corner of my eye, and I have to stop and go back for a closer look, much like with this gorgeous little weed daisies that were happily at home in the remnants of a stump along the canal in City park.
I guess, conditioned by a life time of watching grandmothers toil in flower beds and loving manicured gardens with their meticulous beds, I expect flowers to be in certain places. I know better. I’ve spent enough time tramping around in the woods to know that flowers (and weeds, I suppose if we are being technical) bloom wherever they find a foothold. There doesn’t have to be a rhyme or reason to it.
I’ve long-said that Mother Nature will always reclaim what is hers; I suppose I must also say that Mother Nature provides tiny moments of beauty where she wants. Sometimes you have to really search for her artistry; other times she provides it in plain view.
All I know about this lovely purple flower is that it is attached to a vine that has taken over my flower beds at home. It chokes the life out of things – smothering them and quickly becoming the dominant plant in our landscape if I let it. Fortunately, it is very easy to pull up., It just keeps coming back. I try to get to it in time to keep it from blooming so I was unaware that leaving it alone resulted in this beautiful little bloom.
Tucked in among palm fronds, the vine feels free to flourish and grow unchecked, wrapping around the stems, almost becoming part of the palm.
I almost missed all of these lovely blooms. I’m sure there are many more I miss every day – like I almost missed the spider lilies. I know there are fields of black-eyed susan type flowers near Hattiesburg that I keep meaning to stop and capture. I just haven’t taken the time yet. I’ve made the first step – seeing them. It’s time for the next step.
What will you notice when you look closer? What beauty is waiting for you?