Monday, May 14, 2012

The purple tulip

I'm very fond of my flowers and garden.  I enjoy the pulling of weeds (why are there so many though?) and the thrill of seeing what comes up.

Recently I was sharing my fondness for this amazing PURPLE tulip with a friend who was visiting.  We both admired it.

There had been two buds on this plant bunch, but I noticed that perhaps a child or dog had trampled one of the buds into the ground.  I smiled that at least I had one to look at.

Less than 5 minutes later, I turned around to see my toddler with his hand outstretched towards me...the purple tulip in his hand.  What a way to see how quickly life passes and how I can't be attached to ANYTHING around here!  :) I accepted it joyfully and took it inside to admire it for two more days.  But sadly now I am waiting till next year with hopes that it will return again.

I wonder why the dear toddler thought to pick that one flower out of a whole yard of tulips?  Do you think he noticed me admiring it?  Was it Providences way of showing me the need for detachment from even the littlest things?