Thursday, June 10, 2010
Guardian of the Peony
Some things we seem able to blow off for periods of time and when we come back to them after a lengthy layoff, we pick up right where we left off. No stumbling, no hesitation - it was as if we were never gone. Other things, well, like this blog seem strange and new again now that I have been off the Internets for a few weeks.
Shifting gears from the insistent mundaniety of my real life to the exciting world of Blogdom is like changing buses. Same shit, different audience. But never let it be said I am one to ignore the chance to be boorish with folks I have never met.
For the last week or so as I toiled at the shop, struggled to keep the jungle here at home at bay, or was driving or riding my way from there to here and back again, I anguished over the fact that I have been gone from my blog for an unacceptable period of time. So today instead of using the computer for business purposes, I am posting a new post just to get my feet wet again. I miss sharing my thoughts, rants, and observations. I miss the interaction.
The picture at the top is one I took a couple of days ago. My father planted the Peonies 43 years ago along the old stone wall in the dooryard. 20 years ago I transplanted a bunch to a sunnier location along the same wall. The explosion of color the next year was just awesome. Apparently the peony loves the sun. And apparently a certain brand of spider loves the Peony. That little lady with the bee firmly clamped in her jaws has been showing up every year since I moved the plants.
Yeah, I am sure it is not the same spider, but I would guess this years Guardian of the Peony is of the same royal blood as the first one who took up residence in these beautiful flowers.
This image of Death amidst overwhelming Beauty conjures up all sorts of notions, considerations, and conclusions. And as I sat and drank my coffee, more than a few passed through my mind. Allegories, Analogies, and even some Fables popped up while I sat and stared at this image. What really stood out however is Beauty is wonderful to behold. Just do not get caught admiring it for too long.