New life in November
It has been an autumn of sunshine and warmth. It scares us and worries us. At the same time it is gorgeous with sunshine and more warm air. So a bit of both. Joy and fear. Peace and worry.
I walk up and down my small garden and I hear a song. I look around to find where it is coming from. I see the red rose disregarding the fact it is too late for it to bloom. It is showing itself in all its glory anyway. Perfect in its beauty. Enjoying the early November's sunshine and warm weather.
Not knowing
The thing is - this rose does not know it is not suppose to bloom this time of year. It does not care either. It feels right so it is doing its thing and making our lives fuller and more precious as it does. Something for us to be grateful of in the middle of our mix of angst and delight.
And it is singing
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