Bloom Where You’re Planted
On Saturday I finally tackled a task that I'd been avoiding for over a year. We had put up a handful of pictures in our house when we moved last July, but the rest have been stacked in the bedroom. So I finally went through them to decide what I want to hang up, what I want to get rid of, and what I want to store (because we don't have room for them). I had a grand old time. I got into one box where all the pictures were wrapped in newspaper. Just for fun I checked out the date – 1995! This box had been packed up three moves ago & never opened! Needless to say, most of those pictures went into the discard pile.
I bundled up all the newspaper and took it out to the recycling bin in the garage. Out of the corner of my eye I saw this:
"Life, uh... finds a way." Dr. Ian Malcom in Jurassic Park
Really? I posted pictures on Saturday about how, um, abundant, the cypress vine has been, but snaking under the garage door and blooming in a place where there isn't very much light? There aren't any windows in our garage, and the door isn't left open that many hours a day. Wow.
All I can say is that if this vine can find a place to bloom in the garage, then perhaps I can stop my (mostly inward) whining and pay more attention to the blessings of my life. Which apparently include flowers wherever I go!