Tuesday, April 8, 2014

Unnoticed


They paint the fields with a wave of color and fill the air with their sweet fragrance. Their appearance is anticipated as soon as spring whispers her arrival on a gentle breeze. Almost overnight a wave of color washes over the fields, spilling over onto verges and lawns.  The air fills with their sweet perfume, and we rush to grab our cameras in a vain attempt to fully capture their beauty.

Our ordinary drive down a country road becomes a visit to an outdoor art museum as one spectacular scene after another is framed in the open car window. Now there are splashes of yellow, pink, red and orange mingled with the blue as the days grow warmer.

We drive slowly, and I see something I hadn't noticed before. Set far back from the road, nearly hidden by the old rock wall and surrounding trees, a gentle pool of blue sits quietly in the morning sun. Soon they are lost to sight.

I think about them, blooming far from view in that secluded place, every bit as beautiful as their sisters, yet receiving none of the glory. It didn't seem to bother them that no children sat among them while their parents clicked away hoping for the perfect picture. They simply bloomed right where they were, just as they were.

They were not diminished in their quiet place. For those who happened to see, and for those who never noticed, they were beautiful.

Blessings,
Linda


8 comments:

Ann Kroeker said...

You have an eye for spotting the small things of beauty, tucked away...and then taking us by the hand to admire them with you.

SimplyDarlene said...

Ah, miss Linda, this pieces speaks great gobs to me today in how it soothes my weary, comforts my struggling, and encourages my (seemingly) straggle-ness.

----
bloom ye wild wildflower
petals drop fragrance
wafts beauty
rubs against
sky & land
yet seen
never by
eyes of
man
----

blessings.

lil red hen said...

I'm sure these would be a lovely sight to see. We don't have blue, but yellow. Their common name is buttercup, they're a bothersome weed, covering pastures, smothering out early grasses. But to people who pass and have never seen such color, they must be lovely too.

meema said...

Sharing this with my sister. We are Texas transplants so we know about oceans of blue bonnets announcing Spring. Thanks for the lovely memory!

For Him,
Meema

Linda said...

Thank you Ann.

Linda said...

Wow! This is so beautiful Darlene. Exactly what I was trying to say :)

Linda said...

I remember buttercups from when we lived up north. We'd hold them under our chins to see if we like butter! I did :)

Linda said...

We have been in Texas for 33 years now, and we love it so. The Blue Bonnets are simply spectacular this year.