There is a bloom coming, of that I am certain. The moment before the unveiling is usually so exciting, in a quiet “weed watching” kind of way. Will the new flower be pink? Yellow? White? Will I witness the initial unfolding as I check on it every morning, or will the flower come forth unobserved, secretly? The range of possibilities of such a grand thing measured on such a small scale are simply bewildering. But then, I am easy to please.
Something holds me back today. I hesitate to celebrate, for the thorns which are most pronounced are warning me to veer away from optimism. The thorns of this Bristly Ox Tongue are asking me to check it at the door.
Okay, so I’ve been warned. I think maybe I will slow down a bit and wallow in a touch of June Gloom. It is a short lived season here is Southern California, and for me, a welcome one. The month of June brings promises of the end of school and the start of summer, yet it turns the tables on those eagerly anticipated idyllic sunny days with foggy morning and nights and chilly days that confound the prospective pool goers. Hold on to your fun thoughts and make them more exciting with anticipation. June Gloom is a delight!
Here is a link to learn more about the short season of June Gloom, if you are not a local:
Please come back tomorrow for a new “Weed Image of the Day” and let me know which ones you like.
We and our weeds are so much more than what we first appear to be.
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