Five Minute Friday — Bloom

It’s Friday and time for our weekly exercise — Five Minute Friday. It is here where we would be writers throw caution to the wind and let the words flow from mind to fingers for just five minutes {more or less} on a specific prompt from Lisa Jo Baker and her crew. We do it because we love words and because of the relief it is to just write them without worrying if they’re just right or not. We do it for joy in the process no matter how messy the result.

Lisa Jo came up with the idea and it has mushroomed into hundreds strong. Check her post — and her links — http://lisajobaker.com/2014/07/when-the-storms-come-keep-writing-2/ for some interesting takes on a common word. I know I am always amazed at how my fellow bloggers develop their assignment.

So, without further ado, the prompt word this week is BLOOM and the timer is set. So, here we GO

I was sitting in the gazebo a couple of weeks ago staring at my rose of Sharon tree. Here it was approaching mid-July and still no blooms. There were plenty of buds but no blooms.

I was sitting in the gazebo yesterday morning and my rose of Sharon tree was ablaze with soft lavender flowers with a deep purple center and vivid yellow stigma … blooms all in the matter of days.

IMAG0789Birds were resting in the branches, bees were buzzing and the colors attracted the most beautiful butterflies I’ve seen in quite a while. Squirrels were scurrying around near the base. Even Buster and Heidi were just sitting on the porch watching. Normally they would have had the squirrels in their sights for some play time.

It was an idyllic scene. I thought to myself, the only thing missing was a hummingbird. The rose of Sharon  always attracts them,

As often happens while … STOP

… I’m sitting in the gazebo having my morning coffee with Karen, I sensed the proverbial whack in the back of the head with an imperative to look again. Sure enough, there on the north side of the tree was a hummingbird flitting from petal to petal collecting nectar for the day.

So, there. I got it all. A nudge from Karen dearest and a full visual cornucopia of nature in balance and harmony.

Our rose of Sharon tree is a testament to nature. It’s “roots” came from the back yard of my boyhood home in Totowa, NJ. Karen conned me into digging up a root, then meticulously cultivated it for a couple of weeks until we could plant it in the back yard of our newly-purchased home in upstate New York back in late August 1998.

It was, truly, a twig at the time and it took about three growing seasons to get any blooms. While I was inclined to call it a green thumb failure, Karen persisted and insisted it would grow. Once again, she was right and I was … well, wrong.

The bush was against a fence in New Jersey and I don’t remember it getting larger than maybe six feet. But here in upstate New York, it morphed into a tree, probably standing about 10-12 feet high.

And it has the most beautiful blooms.

THOUGHT TO REMEMBER: It’s harder to take a punch than to throw one.

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2 Responses to Five Minute Friday — Bloom

  1. revskid says:

    I grinned at the “whack in the back of the head” comment. Mine is a figurative ‘jab in the ribs’! It never ceases to amaze me how one day a tree or bush looks half-way dead and within just a few days it is in full bloom. God sure is talented! My Rose of Sharon bush hasn’t bloomed yet, but it will. Our season is off somewhat due to our winter.
    I enjoyed this post. :>)

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