The cheerful orange tulips that I bought a week ago are beginning to fade, wrinkle and wilt, like we all do as we age. Though our culture would like us to believe that there is no beauty in age, I disagree totally. Blowsy Beauty When I looked at the tulips Read more…
In a fiction book that I was reading this week, one of the characters in the book, referred to as the “old lady” was said to be 66 years old. The author portrayed the character as sometimes using a cane and taking morning naps in the garden. Though in the Read more…
Just last week these flowers were fresh and new. Today, they’re looking faded, wrinkled and droopy. But I think they are still beautiful, just in a different way. I love the graceful curves of the stems of the hydrangea flower and the way they can now be seen more clearly. Read more…
These ranunculus flowers still intrigue me. Even as they drop their petals and wilt with age I find them beautiful. Perhaps their fading beauty reminds me of my own aging process. I no longer look as I once did nor is my body young and smooth as it once was. Read more…