Another reason I love the south.
There are things that bloom all the way up to the first frost, which hasn’t happened yet. It may be just around the corner, but not quite yet. I keep pleading….please….not quite yet. Let me enjoy this beauty as long as I can.
Over the past couple of weeks these buds started to open. Just a few at first, then day by day, like some kind of alternate springtime, the blossoms are now covering the bush in my front yard, blanketed underneath by the ever growing pile of leaves falling from tall trees.
The contrast is quite amazing, isn’t it? The dry crunch of leaves underfoot, the end of their season. And these abundant blooms beautiful in their lacy whiteness. Two opposites. Beginnings and endings.
Is there a life lesson in here? Likely.
But I don't want to think too hard. I just want to enjoy it before it all goes away. Beautiful blooms on a backdrop of autumn leaves. I love it.