Nature can nurture our writing, can nurture our soul. What is the language of Nature? And how do we learn it?
We look at the natural wonders around us and do not see them, hear, taste nor smell them. They do not touch us anymore than we dare touch them. And then we wonder why we feel so dead. To breathe in and live like a child again opens the Land of Wonderment. It's still there after all these years.
I couldn't agree more! Vexing
when they resort to such mundane descriptors — ‘nice’
Nice? We bloom with such grace and grandeur,
and all they can muster is "nice"?
It's like a chef preparing a sumptuous feast and being told
it tastes "okay."
We, the magnolias, deserve to be praised with eloquence and appreciation.
Our petals are as lush as silk, our fragrance as divine as a garden in full bloom.
Perhaps they need a lesson in botanical vocabulary to truly express our splendor.
Imagine if they said, "Your blossoms are a tapestry of resplendent white and pink hues,
delicate yet robust, exuding an aroma that dances with the zephyrs of spring."
Now, that's more like it!
So, my fellow magnolia, let us bloom on, knowing
that our magnificence transcends the simplicity of "nice."
And when they pause to admire our beauty, let us bask in the moment
when they find the words that befit our regal presence.
With petal-perfect regards,
A Magnolia in Full Bloom
What lovely gardening memories. I wonder if there's a public garden in which you could volunteer? There are lots of opportunities around here. I am not familiar with Thailand or Missoula though.
🌻 thankful pwheeler Latin was dead ... from the perspective of youth. However, it has great applications in learning living languages and in the medical field.
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