Monday, June 20, 2011
This is our first winter here in this house. What was a welcome sanctuary from the sun and heat of summer has turned into a dark and shady place in the cold of winter. You can't have it all, but it would be nice.
I planted a lot of this variety of lavender at the end of summer with the promise of them flowering the following year. This particular plant has had a kindly daisy put its arms around it and blanket it from the chill, and out of so many it is the only one that has a flower, a solitary spike. Tomorrow is midwinter and the turning point of the year. The sun will return, the clothes will dry on the clothesline instead of the dryer and my melancholy will pass. Hope is embodied for me in this small flower.