My front yard is rather simple but has a sizable tree that gives great shade, despite the tree gestapo (see article from May 29th for the inside joke there). Off to one side is a rose bush that seems a bit out of place and in years past we tried to mow it down thinking it was dead until eventually we let it be. Every year it keeps getting bigger and I have to admit it looks more beautiful each year.
This bush has produced red roses over the years but this spring something odd happened; it sprouted one yellow rose. I called my husband out into the yard to behold this wonder with me. Of course being a writer, poetic prose tumbled out of my mouth, “isn’t that weird?” Hey, we don’t always speak the way we write!
It took a long time to draw my eyes away from this odd colored flower. My attention was captivated by this different flower and I made a mental note. Changes are happening all around us but will we have our eyes open to see them?