A little more than a year ago, I posted about the Spring colors of last year, featuring a piece of art, a “Flowerhead,” by Olaf Hajek. This year, as if Hajek’s fantastical visions were coming true, real flowerheads were recently spotted in a nearby shop window.
A man. And a woman. Their brains in full bloom. I have to admit, after the move I feel as if my own head is bursting with weeds. I had anticipated upheaval, but I hadn’t anticipated just how “upheaved” I would feel. So picture my head an explosion of dandelions, with little fluffy bits flying into thin air.
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Those fluffy bits are light and free, they go where the wind takes them. My head is full of snot, no flowers or weeds in sight with this horrible cold, they would be blown away by my constant coughing .
I know that in the big picture a cold isn’t a bad thing, but I swear, when I have one, I feel seriously diseased. So I am very sympathetic. Take care. Hot tea. Sleep.
It just feels like weeds right now…next year you will realize the weeds were beautiful flowers and they have reseeded to make beauty everywhere!
Linda
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I so hope you’re right! Love the perspective, Linda. Thank you!