Suddenly, I hear an unusual bird call, one that I haven’t heard for a while. Then I realize, it’s a call of quail walking on the fence near my sunflowers. The two quail, large and cumbersome on their perch with their bobbling headdresses flipping in the wind, having their own meeting on the fence. Three, smaller, yellow finches were sitting on the branches of the sunflowers...like little music notes going up towards the sunflower head. Were they protecting the sunflowers? I’m not sure. I notice another sunflower has opened its vibrant head. It is beaming at the sun, a bee is on it, doing what bees do to flowers.
I think to myself. I've watched these sunflowers grow from the ground for the last 8 weeks. I gave them little hope, because of the red clay their roots are growing in. It isn't really nutritious—or so I thought. Another thought immersed with my negative thoughts of what this ground can provide. The red clay isn’t bad, because those sunflowers...all seven of them are much taller than me. They are sturdy and flowering the way they are supposed to be, despite my concerns of nutrition from the ground. All I did is make sure they got watered three times a week.
They have prospered and are doing what nature is intending them to do. Then I re-examine my thoughts. Sunflowers, like humans, will thrive if you give them a little time, leave them alone, and watch the results. It doesn’t matter what their root structure will take hold of, nature takes care of the rest. The tenacity of their roots, don't care...they will thrive under any circumstance.
Perhaps I need to be a little more like the sunflowers, get a little water at my roots, grow a little taller, let the sun shine on me, be quiet, sway in the wind, allow a few birds to land on me to peck of the bugs on my leaves, and then expand my blossoms for others to enjoy. Like the present me, enjoying these sunflowers. It’s all a mirror of appreciation.
My enjoyment of nature amazes me. I took it for granted for nearly 40 years, being a “human doing” not a human being. It was hard work (like the sunflower breaking through the red clay to get its roots established). It took forever, it seemed. But now I realize, that was just a “blip” in my life. My gratitude for all the things that I have allowed me to realize, that this is nature’s humble way of allowing is something I need to reflect….in the mirror. Allow, let it happen and watch what happens.
Time for another cup of coffee!
P.S. It is my intention to write often with positivity.....comments are always appreciated.