This is a photo of my “love” rosebush last summer. Xcel Energy dug up my back yard last fall very near this bush. It is no longer alive this year. It was my oldest rosebush, it makes me sad. I am still finding hail damage from a horrific storm last June. I need to do a lot of painting, and realize that I should have submitted an insurance claim. This has been the year of damage. Damage to me, damage to my garden. It is May 8, there are still no leaves on the trees because the tiny leaves got frozen last week and died. One young aspen tree in my back yard has a few tiny leaves, I hope they are not the only leaves that will arrive this summer.
BUT I opened my bedroom window last night, even though it would be in the 40s overnight. And at 4:38 this a.m., I woke to the sound of birds singing. That is so lovely.
I find so much solace in nature. No matter what, the flowers will bloom in the spring, the trees with leaf out, the summer will come – along with all of the other seasons. This year these things are not happening, and I feel off balance. I feel that I can’t trust anything anymore. That the world has been tilted and I am no longer sure of my place in it, no longer sure of my equilibrium.
This too shall pass, this too shall pass, this too shall pass….