Monday, June 20, 2016

LATE BLOOMER

Today is the first day of summer. We are immersed in myriad greens. The tulips and daffodils have come and gone. The trees with fragrant pastel blossoms have slipped into lush, darker foliage, providing welcome shade. 


But if you look closely amid the shades of shade you may discover a smattering of white beauty above the roses and remaining iris. It’s the late blooming tree—the catalpa. 


If you were to examine just one of its blossoms, you would be entranced by its delicate ruffles and gold powdered center. But you probably won’t because the catalpa is too tall and its clusters of blossoms too numerous and out of reach. 

I think I’m going to make it my official tree. Like me, it is a late-bloomer. It encourages me – as I approach my dotage – to remember that beauty can be produced in any season. Even summer. 


To be honest, the catalpa isn’t purely beneficial. It grows long, slender seed pods that can clutter yards and alleys. That just makes the analogy more accurate – beauty can exist even if faults and bad habits lurk in the shadows. 

Truly, Mim’s official tree.

3 comments:

  1. Even the pods make great rattles. You are an everlasting bloomer, Mim!

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  2. Yes, I too was a late bloomer, as I was carefree and wild in my younger years; however, as the winter's swiftly approaching, so do I need to wiseabove at 15 the whorizontal more!ass!

    Yes, I saw Seventh-Heaven. Wanna wiseabove?

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  3. Yes, I too was a late bloomer, as I was carefree and wild in my younger years; however, as the winter's swiftly approaching, so do I need to wiseabove at 15 the whorizontal more!ass!

    Yes, I saw Seventh-Heaven. Wanna wiseabove?

    ReplyDelete