I was busy trying to get a good shot of this dragonfly in the wildest-looking part of my yard--where sedge grows tall and abundant, and another kind of grass which blooms before winter arrives.
I do use a lot of sedge, with or without the leaves in many of my floral decorations. As fillers I think they do a great job. It was then that I noticed this! The unmistakable buds of a canna! I was so amazed that I momentarily forgot about the dragonfly! Amazed because I remember having cannas in this particular spot some years ago. How did the rhizomes survive for so long?! Or did they go into hibernation or do a Rip Van Winkle, or....or..?! Still can't figure out!! By next afternoon the buds started to open. With the promise of a colour that would light up this portion of my plot! I couldn't wait for the blooms to open in all their yellow glory... It'd rained at night...this was how I found them in the morning --vibrant in yellow and a photographer's delight...countless droplets of rain on the petals. What a joy to discover these little surprises that a garden throws up from time to time. For me, the memory of the canna rising like the Phoenix from muddy/watery oblivion will be treasured for a long time. Who would've thought that such wildness had a precious treasure waiting to be seen?
Glory be to God for dappled things- For skies of couple-colour as a brinded cow; For rose-moles all in stipple upon trout that swim; Fresh-firecoal chestnut-falls; finches' wings; Landscape plotted and pieced--fold, fallow, and plough; And all trades, their gear and tackle and trim. All things counter, original, spare, strange; Whatever is fickle, freckled (who knows how?) With swift, slow; sweet, sour; adazzle, dim; He fathers-forth whose beauty is past change: Praise him. Gerard Manley Hopkins
The first flowering shrub I planted on our land
Every flower is a soul blooming in Nature.-Gerard De Nerval
Shall I not have intelligence with the earth? Am I not partly leaves and vegetable mould myself? -Henry David Thoreau