They give me hope.
Their beauty is mesmerizing.
Humbled to be in their delicate presence I thank mother nature for her bountiful surprises.
Isn't it marvelous to wake up alive?
At night when I sit outside, the brilliant white flowers seemingly glow in the dark of night.
Yesterday morning, the guys doing maintenance in the RV park suddenly appeared on my lot with a small chain saw and a big machete to chop down all the beautiful flowering morning glories.
"These have to go" the machete guy said. The other guy fired up his chain saw.
I begged them "Please, please, please, please, please don't chop down the morning glories. I love them so much!"
The machete guy stared at me, then motioned to the chain saw guy who turned off his noisy equipment. I repeated myself. "Please, please, please, please, please don't chop down the morning glories. I love them so much!"
"We're supposed to chop them down, but, um hmm..." he shrugged his shoulders "I guess, well, I guess we can leave them a while longer."
As they walked away I heard the chain saw guy say "That lady must be crazy."
Life is goof.
Good for you, what kinda maintance is that!
ReplyDeleteEnjoy their beauty 😊
Ah, morning glories! They are one of my first flower memories. We lived in a duplex next to a first grade teacher who planted heavenly blue morning glories. She trained them up twine at the edge of the porch. I thought they were the most beautiful flower in the world. She also planted petunias which bloomed in the hot Louisiana summers. I also remember the fragrant encounter of my first gardenia and admiring a lantana flower I found by the roadside.
ReplyDeleteIt is crazy for someone to thoughtlessly chop down a beautiful flower in bloom. I am glad they listened to you.