Although I've managed to keep up on a few of the important gardening tasks like planting my tomatoes and zucchini, I haven't had a lot of time to clean up and make everything tidy the way I like it to be. And that bothers me some times.
But then I remember a poem that was featured in American Life in Poetry* a couple years ago written by Carol Snow:
Near a shrine in Japan he'd swept the path
and then placed camellia blossoms there.
Or -- we had no way of knowing -- he'd swept the path
between fallen camellias.
Here's a picture I took a couple days ago. It's a picture of a mess. But I think I'll just leave it this way for a few days.
|Orange blossoms and bacopa|
*If you are at all interested in poetry, I highly recommend subscribing to American Life in Poetry which is a program started by former U.S. Poet Laureate, Ted Kooser, and supported by the Library of Congress. Every Monday you will receive an e-mail with an introduction from Kooser and a brief poem like the one above. I am consistently inspired, touched and edified by these poems.