Day Lily On A Rainy Day, © Joan Z. Rough, June 2007Today it's raining ... sometimes just a mist but sometimes heavier with a touch of breeze that sets the trees and flowers to dancing. Day lilies, as their name implies, only last one day, marked by weather and creatures living within the flower's local. At the end of the day, they are finished blooming ... shriveled, twisted into new form with a beauty of their own.
My blogging friend, Deirdre, has written one of the most moving and powerful letters to a young woman about age, aging and agism, that I could ever imagine. Please take a moment to read it here.
Day Lily At Dusk, © Joan Z. Rough, June 2007
3 comments:
Dierdre is so perceptive and has the unique ability to place her thoughts into words for the rest of us to enjoy.
I got hooked on day lilies through my brother. He was really into them years ago and I was even able to attend the annual convention of the National Hemerocalis Society when it was in Pittsburgh in 1993 (back when I was still single). Seeing your photos today brings back all those good memories--the other attendees at the meeting kept calling us "the kids." ;-)
Your photos are a wonderful illustration that even small joys (or ones that don't last long) can have lasting effects.
Joan, you honor me. Thank you. Your words and pictures are exquisite.
Yes, Dierdre has written a very wise, thoughtful piece. Thanks for alerting me to it. Lovely photo, by the way!
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