I was out in my garden the other day. The sun was shining in a sky
of soft autumn blue. Stooped over, intently searching the broccoli
to see if long awaited side shoots were putting in an appearance,
my gaze was distracted by the violent trembling of an individual
snapdragon blossom a foot or two from my face. As I watched the
blossom opened slightly revealing the back end and full pollen
sacks of a large bumble bee. As the bee backed slowly out, the
blossom opened wider. Fully revealed in all it's glorious black and
gold splendour the bee waited a moment on the lips of the pink and
yellow snapdragon then took off allowing the blossom to fully close
again. The bee flew away in a shimmer of pollen like a small round
budha birthed from a snapdragon blossom shedding a golden aura
throughout my garden.
What a privilege and a pleasure to spend time in my garden. What
good fortune I now have in being able to walk out my door whenever
I like to spend time in my garden.
sph
What a great story. Thanks for sharing it, Sandra. I've been listening to
some audiotapes by a Buddhist nun from Canada, and she speaks of learning
to live fully in the moment. When you experienced the bee and snapdragon
incident, you were doing that, and your fine writing helped the rest of us
get it, too.
--Janet
"Sandra P. Hoffman" wrote:
> I was out in my garden the other day. The sun was shining in a sky
> of soft autumn blue...
Hi Sandra
I have been to busy to reply before, but I do want you to knoe how glad
I am you shared this lovely experience (and wrote about it so well).
I can never understand, by the way, why anybody would want to grow those
riduculous open-faced and unnatural antirrhinums, which lose all their
charm for me by the lack of the "dragon mouth". Nature's design is
somehow much more satisfying and with those silly things you could never
have had the delightful surprise of seeing the laden bee emerge
triumphant.
Moira
--
Tony & Moira Ryan
Wainuiomata (near Wellington, capital city of New Zealand)
