A rainy day! Soft rain falls, makes sparkling jewels on the ruby lorapetalum leaves. A breeze, too, from the north, but a cool caress here on the east porch, where I’m happy in a heavy robe. Too cool for Little Dude, and he went inside. First thing son said was, “Be glad you aren’t in Oklahoma, where it is 36*.” But I do love the change of the seasons, and the cooler weather coming in. It will get cold, or relatively, here as the months go on. I’m preparing for fires in the fireplace, if only a few.
I’m posting a pick of the tiny, fragrant sweet olive blossoms. The tree is heavy with them now. Sweet olives bloom in the fall, and then this one has blooms repeatedly throughout the winter into spring.
The thought comes about the ‘winter’ of my life. I’m in it. Looking at the tree encourages me that I can bloom, too, in winter. Maybe even that I do surely bloom with this season. I need only open my eyes to see the blossoms, and to find ways to encourage them.
Gotta run feed chickens and get dressed. We’re hoping the rain be gone so we can go car shopping. 🙂
God bless us all!