Monday, April 14, 2014
Don't Need No Bloody Cross
One of my very favorite plants- the ash magnolia. She only blooms for a short while and the blossoms are short-lived and smell like heaven. I swear to you- I had lived in North Florida for thirty years before I even know this tree existed. The second I "discovered" it, I bought one for myself, brought it home and planted it and it is taller than I am now.
I wonder what else is living all around me which I do not notice, am not aware of. It boggles the mind.
So many things boggle my mind. Like- a family quits eating added sugar for a year (except for certain specified situations) and the mother's written a book about it and it's all over the media? Jesus. Do we not know by now that eating processed sugar is not really good for us? For fuck's sake.
But you know, it being almost Easter, the thing that I'm really contemplating that I can't wrap my head around is the whole celebration of the crucifixion and resurrection dealio. But you knew this was coming, right?
Well, I'm not going to go dig out my soapbox today. Instead I'll just celebrate the resurrection of my ash magnolia and wait for the hundreds of blooms on the rose bush planted in the little garden beside the kitchen to start to open which will be yet another resurrection (and one which involves thorns!) and maybe work in my garden today which is a constant reminder of life and growth and tonight I'll watch the full-bellied moon rise, another symbol of dying and rebirth, and all of that is wonder and magic enough for me.