I change the photos at the beginning of the blog from time to time. I’ve chosen them to remind myself that the world is larger than ritual abuse and is filled with serenity and beauty.
Here’s one of my favorites spring flowers. It’s a wild California Poppy. They have been hybridized, so they come in red, white, bicolor, and double, as well as orange. But I find the original the most beautiful.
I love to pick them and bring them indoors. They last almost a week, folding up when the sun goes down and opening way up when it rises. Perfect for the kitchen window!
However, for some reason, they don’t seem to like my garden. My guess is it has something to do with the soil. Maybe it is too rich? They are supposed to self-seed freely to the point of being a nuisance. I am lucky if they come back for one year.
The disappointment of not being able to make them happy is balanced by the deepened appreciation of the rarity of each bloom I manage to pick.