Wednesday, June 19, 2019

Rose of Sharon

I'm not sure if it's the heat, the pollen, or the alignment of the stars but some evenings the words won't come. 

My friend Elephant's Child (CLICK HERE) offers word prompts each Wednesday. For some reason, the words ricocheted off me. In passing, I mentioned that I thought I would do better with pictures. 

When she posted her blog yesterday (she lives on the other side of the world where it's tomorrow) she posted two pictures. A passage came to me and I posted it.

That's the thing with pictures – people see things in photographs. The angle of the light, the color, the scene digs deeply into our psyche and dredges up memories long forgotten.

Below is a Rose of Sharon. It was one of the first shrubs we planted when we moved here in 1980. Now we have several that are white, and varying shades of purple. They are easy to tend. Bees and hummingbirds adore them.

This one is beside the bird feeder outside or great room window. It's one of the first things we see each morning as we sip our coffee. They bloom until frost. 

I'm so glad they do well here.


  1. Thanks Rick, I have seen this flower many times. I did not know it was called The Rose of Sharon. Thanks.
    Sherry will come by later and say, 'You didn't know that?'

  2. LOVE the Rose of Sharon.
    Thank you. Sadly your words have not landed.
    I find words trigger me more often than images, but accept that it isn't true for everyone by anymeans.

  3. Words and images can trigger big emotions...even smells. I love the smell of sawdust with oil as it reminds me of the sawmill I grew up on. Love the flower

  4. I often get ideas for posts when I'm driving and can't jot it down. Then I can't remember it. I need to get a contraption that I can speak to and record my thoughts for later.


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