I didn’t even notice as I walked the twelve steps from my patio door across the deck to my writing cottage early this morning. Once inside I rolled out my yoga mat, turned on some instrumental music on Pandora and moved through my yoga poses. I was lost in many different thoughts I was processing as I often do.
I came to my favorite pose – tree pose – and looked out the west side of my window to see what I could land my eye on to concentrate. And there they were in all their splendor! I was so thrilled to see that my morning glories had finally bloomed that I said out loud, “Oh Morning Glory! How I love you!” Out of tree pose I came, grabbed my camera and headed out to snap some pictures.
And look who else was just as delighted to see the Morning Glory—Ms. Bee!
All summer I waited for these beauties to open. Next to the Ranachulus, Morning Glories are my favorite. Could it be because of the fact they are periwinkle—my favorite color—Oh yes, this is true!
And it occurred to me how the Morning Glory is a bridge—a bridge between the last beautiful moments of summer to the glorious fall days that will soon be here.
Perhaps I need to rename my website/blog to Joyful Paws and Petals?! Both bring me so much JOY!
Morning glory is the best name, it always refreshes me to see it. ~Henry David Thoreau
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