May 15, 2004
First May Flower
This might be from a bulb I planted in the fall or it might have already been here. Bulbs are the epitome of spring, the dormant life below the earth, the cycles of death and rebirth. They make me think of the story of Persephone and Hades. Bulbs are a symbol of patience and are the opposite of instant gratification. They show me how I can plant something, hiding it away, and then forget about it, only to be reminded months later by their little green shoots breaking through the dirt. Bulbs make me feel happy and alive.
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saw your passion flower on the Thousand Beautiful Things gallery, those are my favorites, we only have a few here and they're very different...this is gorgeous, too, very nice gallery




Arianna Helen