The oriental poppies are just blooming here, and the wind is blowing them here, too. One house I pass has beds along two sides. Almost too much to take it.
Sounds beautiful, Joanne, a chorus of colors.
This was a lovely way to say that nothing is really new. It has all happened before and will happen again.
Very much like Bert's magical line in Mary Poppins, when the weather vane turns. "Wind's in the east...I think what will happen has all happened before."
If we could capture a precious moment in time and put it in a locket around our neck, open it during the quiet moments of reflection and look at it lovingly, which moment would it be? Each glorious moment leads to the next and continues for as long as our awareness lasts! What a privilege to be a witness to it all........
Your comment reminds me of the excellent and courageous Jim Croce's "If I could put time in a bottle..."
Lovely poppies, and I agree with Emma's comment.
Kind Linda, indeed we can't witness color and vigor like poppies and not believe in magic.