Watering the orchids takes focus. I don’t want to water some twice and leave others dry. Their bright blooms are uplifting. It’s hard to look into the face of an orchid and feel sad. They are truly magnificent, even if they are parasites! I had a low afternoon yesterday. Hard to pay attention at writers’ group. I know all this shock dithering has the purpose of distracting me from the reality of death. My senses aren’t ready.
No comments:
Post a Comment