Autumn is a Second Spring
When every Leaf
is a Flower
Spring is in the air.
It was a hazy misty morning when I went out on my lanai this early morning. The temperature was warm. I had gone outside to observe the vast nature that is my backyard before attempting my Tai Chi meditative exercises. I’d been unable to do them outside because our temperatures had been a bit chilly. Our cold temperatures in Southern Florida in winter are 60’s during the day and 40’s in the morning and at night.
Now, our spring season has arrived. We’re experiencing temperatures in the mid 70’s in the morning. The warmer weather has brought a great many birds back to our estuary.
On this morning, the break of day showcased a bald eagle majestically flying overhead while a white egret waded in the water swallowing small fish.
The bird feeders I’ve strategically placed on my spring blossoming orchid tree are starting to attract red cardinals, hummingbirds and scrub jays. I can hear tiny chirping from baby birds in the holly berry bush I planted several years ago. They’re waiting for their daily feeding from mama birds who’ve gone hunting. These are panoramic views and sounds that never disappoint nor do I tire hearing.
As the sun breaks through the mist, a shimmer blankets the water on the lake. It’s a hypnotically mesmerizing tranquil place of peace. It’s a time of quiet contemplation before the day ahead. I’m looking at my orchids that are still in bloom while others are forming buds for future blooms. Nature is slowly awakening with all of its’ beauty. I’m enraptured by the many blessings I have.
Today stretches before me waiting to be shaped into the creation I choose to sculpt deciding what shape and form it will be. It will be as unique as me. It is all up to me. I am going to make it a GREAT day. I hope you will, too, unless you have other plans.
Listen to the buzzing bees
Hear the birds sing
The garden is awakening
Because It’s Spring
I ask not for a larger garden
Nor for special seeds
But, for soil to grow
Vivid flowers in Spring
2017 ©Isadora DeLa Vega
La Primavera – (di Antonio Vivaldi)