Dried Roses

old-rose

You would think I would learn my lesson.

I have bought these miniature roses several times; they’re just too pretty to resist. Every time, they last about two weeks then they dry up and die.

As I was watering my plants, I was disappointed to find that my roses had perished.

Then I took a second look.

Even this lifeless flower is beautiful.

The Music the Wind Makes

the music the wind makes

The wind makes music.

I love the song made by the gentle movement of my wind chimes. It is a soothing lullaby, a peaceful melody.

When the breeze is soft, their sound is like a whisper. Yet, even when the wind blows strong, it is still a mellow music.

Through my open window, they lull me to sleep.

One Flower

african-daisy

I thought I had killed it.

This beautiful flower I had bought to brighten my garden. I thought I had killed it with neglect.

I forgot to water it, deadhead it, give it sunlight. I bought the pot, set it out, and forgot about it. I was beginning to think I truly had a black thumb.

Last week, I transferred it to a new pot and gave it water. I did not have any hope or illusion that it would bloom again.

But it did. There is only one flower, but there is one.