The title of this post come from Their Eyes Were Watching God. Janie, the protagonist, is sixteen and realizing her power as a woman for the first time. It's a sexual awakening for her and, for the reader, it's the beginning of seeing the heart of what Janie wants: to be bursting with life, beautiful, bright, and free.I am not Janie, and I'm fairly certain my awakening days are over. At any rate, though I am not her, today I want what Janie wants: to see life all around me: beautiful, bright, free.
So I planted flowers, shrubs, and yes, Janie, a tree. In bloom. A friend and I bought cuttings at a church Plant sale this morning, the red flowers around the tree are from there--I don't know what they're called. I bought the lobelia at a big box store I am ashamed (but too poor not) to shop at.New hanging baskets for the porch--impatiens--and I moved the table and Adirondack chairs out front. They've been on the back patio because I don't usually want to associate with my neighbors, but I'm
trying to get over that. Just because I'm sitting out there doesn't mean I have to talk to them, right?I planted two Sweetspire Merlot bushes and two bunches of Blue Moon Viola in front of the fence, threw down some seeds in the backyard: Sunflowers in the Northwest corner of the back yard, Lavender Sage, Forget Me Nots, Poppies, and Zinnias by the house, we'll see what comes up in a few weeks.
And finally: a Prairiefire Crab Tree. Gorgeoous. I looked at it this morning, thought about it all day, then bought and planted it this afternoon. When I look out my bedroom window from now on, I'll see something beautiful that I put in the ground.I don't know how you spent your day, but I hope you have something equally gorgeous to show for it.
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