Orchid blooms! I've honestly never seen an orchid bud and bloom a second time. We kept this little guy even tho the flowers and stems died because the leaves were still fat and green and beautiful. What a sweet little surprise #orchid#blooms#buds
Loving the beauty of spring in my backyard. Spent the afternoon watching a mama wren feed her babies in my porch flower basket, while a pair of cardinals built a nest in one of our azalea bushes and red headed wood peckers pecked amongst the live oak.
Easter. Spring. Fertility. Growth. Abundance. Hope. Promise. Light. Happiness. Dandelions, to me, represent all of these. Well, really all plants in the springtime but I truly love dandelions. These poor little wildflower herbs have so much to offer us and animals and we treat them with such disrespect - they’re stomped on, sprayed with poison in some cases (which actually hurts my soul... how can anyone put poison on the earth to kill a healing plant??!) and yet there they are, they grow wherever they darn well want to. I guess I kind of see myself as a dandelion because of who I see them to be and how I see myself to be - wild, free, go and grow where the wind blows, bright, uplifting and healing. Dandelions and I are both healers, you see, and often aren’t seen as such, but I’m working on myself to heal, make myself stronger so that I can help others even more.
In this photo you will see 3 beautiful dandelions representing the past, present and future - all three important to us and who we are but the present is what is the most important and what we should put our energy into.
Also 3 because in Christianity on the 3rd day Jesus was resurrected, if you follow the story. Personally, I take aspects of different religions that resonate with me and I am very spiritual but not of one religion anymore. For me, 3 represents suffering and resurrection but on a personal level to what we’ve experienced and what we can become. For many, myself included, we have had deep darkness that wounds us, is our rock bottom. We are so wounded and tired that we die, though maybe not physically. Our body and soul then rest and we rise after we break through this darkness, we rise into better versions of ourselves with more kindness and love for ourselves and others. The third flower is us after the pain. It’s a time for renewal, rebirth, becoming what we are truly capable of being after we get totally vulnerable and give ourselves the power to heal.
In many cultures, Spring and Easter time is about all things new and celebrating hope and possibility. My take on it is that it’s a time for our planet but also for US. And when you give yourself Love first (cont)⬇️