Taking Them for Granted

As a southerner, I have always taken azaleas and hydrangeas for granted. Common and showy, pink azaleas across the front of the house and blue hydrangea ballooning in the back.

Now that I am obsessed with my camera meditations, I have begun to notice them before blooming as well as during and after. The hydrangea head, a lime pin cushion for sprites, and the azalea bud base, a coconut stripping its shell with to a cellophane lining, promise white and lavender and pink and cream waiting to burst.

I'll be there, too.