Love in idleness

A tiny pansy* blooms, then dozens. It is no small wonder to me. Glaringly, nakedly, blatantly metaphorical, those hard lump seeds I planted in April encapsulated more than whiskered jump-up faces. They are growth, change, possibility, hope, tenacity, resiliency, triumph, beauty, bravery, persistence, trust, community and gumption. Unfurling small miracles with each half-inch bloom, the hope of pansies is sweet. Today I don’t have to depend on it. I smile at the contrasts and commonalities between the blooms, a touch of whimsy, an air of grace. Tomorrow I may need the reminder. In a world that hands out injustice and pain at an alarming rate, I keep small miracles close.

__________

*My little “Johnny Jump Up” is a wildflower long-admired and long-granted properties to cure everything from lovesickness to rheumatism. It is not a surprise that this viola tricolor has so many monikers: heart’s ease, heart’s delight, tickle-my-fancy, Jack-jump-up-and-kiss-me, come-and-cuddle-me, three faces in a hood, love-in-idleness, love idol, call-me-to-you, meet-me-in-the-entry, kiss-her-in-the-buttery (!!!), kit-run-in-the-fields, pink-o’-the-eye, godfathers and godmothers, pink-eyed-John, bouncing bet. In Spanish and French their name translates as “thoughts.”

Advertisements

2 comments on “Love in idleness”

  1. My book club is discussing your book this evening. So I’m searching for more info on you. It would be wonderful to have you come to one of our groups as several of us may be interested in getting involved here in Fort Collins. Thanks

  2. It’s always a delight to know that folks stumble across these stories — would be happy to talk with you and/or your group — You can email me at mesangerAThotmail.com — Gracias!


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: