Undeterred by a determined virus, Angelica … a Phoenix-area, back-patio, red-picotee adenium … welcomed her first born into a disenchanted world on an otherwise ordinary May Saturday afternoon.
Unofficially, Angelica’s initial offspring promises a bastion of much-anticipated, star-shaped desert rose blooms streaking toward the slender palms and spiky saguaros that stretch across the Sonoran sky.
Scottsdale sources say Angelica’s proud papas aren’t passing out cigars, but believe this may be a prelude to a symphony of floral fireworks, a harbinger of brighter days, and certainly a dazzling distraction in a year of social distancing and sad surprises.
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I love the poetry of your piece! Beautiful, descriptive. Even humorous!
The photo is magnificent, and your writing is a fitting accompaniment to it.
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Thank you, Tom. I had fun writing it!
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The photo looks like it is coming through the screen, gorgeous!
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Thanks, Julie! That’s the beauty of my telephoto lens.
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Many of my plants have been growing new shoots, and I have experienced a similar sense of joy and hopefulness. It’s amazing how observing and nurturing greenery can lift the spirit!
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Yes, we all need these natural reminders that the ebbs and flows of life continue on their own schedule.
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