You all may think I am being nuts with this….but…have you noticed that the flowers have changed in the recent years? I certainly have and Jennie is seeing it also at her home on the other side of the country (see link below).
So, it’s not just me noticing this. Are you too? Are you noticing how more colorful the flowers have become?
Have you noticed how much brighter the flowers are?
It’s as if they ”pop” into existence the moment I turn to look at them.
Are you understanding where I am coming from? I am not new to flowers. Flowers have been in my world from day one. However, it hasn’t been until recently, that I have been noticing flowers to almost have a personality. I mean, they do have consciousness, as everything we see has a consciousness.
What has captivated me the most in the flowers around me today, are the artistic brush strokes on the flower petals. Have you noticed these colorful paint brush strokes?
How did those strokes of color get there? Who was so artistic to choose the patterns, shapes and color of each flower?
Did they get painted during the night, while closed up? Is it simply in the DNA of the seed they sprout forth from?
I mean, I do not think these amazing flowers have always been there. I have been admiring flowers for over 50 years and I can’t say I have ever noticed that a paint brush was used.
I must admit, the close up intricate work within the flower petals has been capturing my attention. Ya know what I mean? Who took the time to put all those lines on each petal?
At some level, from somewhere deep within me, I feel as if I was there. I was observing the creations I see around me.
I feel like I was artist to some of these flowers. It’s as if I chose how to create this one and …
I watched as you cleverly created that one.
And together we joined our creative forces to create a few others as we laughed at our orchid face creations.
It’s just a feeling I have within me that adds to the beauty I see around me today.
And how is it that some flowers look like other things? Like a yellow butterfly.
Or how about this bird looking flower?
Not to mention bell flowers that do not chime.
As I said earlier, I have been mystified lately by the flowers in the world around me, allowing my imagination to run wild. I had not really known how to write about it, until today. You see, the publishing of this post was inspired by Jennie from “A Teacher’s Reflections” as she also takes in the beauty around her, as if with new eyes, after decades of absorption. Mother Nature and Alberta
As always….I thank you for being here,