With baskets tucked under our arms, my sweet girl and I stepped out into the gardens to pick some fresh blooms.
While we were gathering, I started thinking...
of the flowers as fireworks! Each bloom opens up to complement the color of the blooms to follow. A new flower fires off color here as another fades away there... and on and on it goes. In synchronicity they rise up to give us an impressive show and then in turn fade back away. We "Oooh" and "Ahhh" over each spectacular color, shape, and display given in each garden bed.
Not unlike the creators of a fireworks display, the gardener also carefully choreographs the garden display. She artfully plans how the orange will flow in after the yellow fades back away.
of the flowers as fireworks! Each bloom opens up to complement the color of the blooms to follow. A new flower fires off color here as another fades away there... and on and on it goes. In synchronicity they rise up to give us an impressive show and then in turn fade back away. We "Oooh" and "Ahhh" over each spectacular color, shape, and display given in each garden bed.
Not unlike the creators of a fireworks display, the gardener also carefully choreographs the garden display. She artfully plans how the orange will flow in after the yellow fades back away.
As I gather the flowers into a bouquet, I think of this as the most exciting part of the garden's show.
I wait in excitement to see what will become of all of these colors coming together all at once. A feeling of pure joy mixed with anticipation fills me as I gaze upon the grand finale!
