A spire of blue-violet delphinium
like a temple
ascending towards the heavens
Like a candle with a violet flame
of the highest devotion
aspiring towards Mother Mary
“Love is made up of three unconditional properties in equal measure:
Remove any one of the three and the triangle falls apart.
Which, by the way, is something highly inadvisable. Think about it — do you really want to live in a world of only two dimensions?
So, for the love of a triangle, please keep love whole.”
—Vera Nazarian, “The Perpetual Calendar of Inspiration”
I have been watching the wisteria over a period of 3 weeks or so. They have been in celebration ever since I saw a few spiraling clusters of what I thought would be leaves, but they turned out to be flowers.
What an explosion of blooms now. When I saw the first fuzzy baby leaves, I was so touched and reassured of the continuation of life, the circle of life.
I can feel happiness expanding when I stand near the fragrant wisteria plant. Oh how I love the color!
“When there’s new growth bursting out all over, everything fresh, green, and flourishing, the plants are little rockets of success going off every time you look at them.”