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Nasturtiums

August 8, 2007

Puget Sound’s cloudy summer days with temperatures below 80 are as good as it gets in the top 3,009,865 places to live.

Weather effects people in different ways. My rageful neighbors seem more rageful; my pleasant neighbors, more pleasant. Neutral people seem more intensely neutral in grey weather.

In the evening we open windows–in lock position of course–admitting barks, yowls, and coyote choruses. There may or may not be a hint of breeze, but the temperature will drop. This isn’t Houston, after all. Things could always be worse.

Soon a bad spin-off of My Big Fat Greek Wedding is to transpire in the back yard next door. I hope to close on a house in Bartlett, Tennessee before then, but this is unlikely, as we have yet to visit Bartlett, Tennessee, or for that matter, anywhere else in Tennessee. We have a firm rule against buying houses in unexplored territory, but we have broken it before.

A detail of our summer garden anchors some drifting puff of peace otherwise ungraspable. Somehow the nasturtiums sprawling through the gate reassure that vigor and color and joie de vivre can float above the sullen grey and rancor, that life prevails and death loses in the end, the far end, not merely the interlude of winter’s crisping of fragile life.  This is grace: free, and not to be cheapened.

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5 Comments
  1. August 8, 2007 10:21 am

    What a delightful photo. It reminds us that there is a glimpse of beauty, and of that renewed garden, even in a backyard.

    I hear it’s going to be 101 and humid in Bartlett. We can top that in the greenhouse.

  2. August 8, 2007 10:28 am

    But the greenhouse is dry.

    No doubt the daughters of Heth have infiltrated Bartlett, too. We push on for the heavenly city, making peace as Isaac did with Abimelech, though Abimelech was no moral slouch. I’d gladly take him for a neighbor.

  3. August 8, 2007 3:26 pm

    I am impressed by your photo editing know-how..

  4. tennie permalink
    August 10, 2007 9:23 am

    Why a house in Tennesee? Must be the name?
    Or do I stretch?

  5. August 10, 2007 9:28 am

    Oh, you’re stretchin’ with us a little, and I’m glad!

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