Blooming where you're planted...
Blooming where you’re planted is sometimes a difficult thing for both plants and people. Take this hydrangea bush of mine. In past years it has struggled to bloom, mostly because my dog Russ decided it was in his favorite spot in the yard and when the bush would come back to life in the spring, he would just flatten it down and literally lay in the middle of it. He seemed to think it made the perfect outside bed and there was no budging him from it.
Since Russ passed last fall, the hydrangea bush has been able to grow this spring largely unimpeded. I say largely because my dog Nick sometimes tries to take a page from Russ’s book. For the most part, though, the bush is doing well. And for the first time since I’ve lived in this house, the bush is in bloom ~ lovely pale blue and white hydrangea flowers, as you can see. I cut some of the first blooms yesterday and put them in my favorite blue vase.
Now, I wouldn’t trade my Russ for anything, but it is lovely to see this bush actually putting out blooms. I guess the moral of the story is blooming where you’re planted is a lot easier when you don’t have something holding you back. And that applies to both plants and people, I would say.
One more thing. As I was turning the vase around to find the “front” and snapping pictures, I took this photo below. Only later when I was sorting through the photographs did I notice that in this one, the hydrangeas look like they are arranged in the shape of a heart. Cute, isn’t it? And completely unintentional.
So take heart, dear friends, and remember that blooming where you’re planted always adds a little more beauty to the world. And again, that applies to both plants and people.
Wishing all of you a lovely week...
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Photos by The Art of Living Beautifully