Got a little distracted today seeing all the flowers, butterflies, and bees.
Home garden is credited to my wife. She takes care of it. I enjoy the bloom.
After the long office hours, it is almost evening by the time I reach home. With a weak sun ready to set, the sky often is in no mood to light up my garden. Still, I enjoy sitting outside and seeing all these flowers in the twilight hours.
The joy of the garden lights up something special . Even after a long bicycle spin, reaching home wet and salty, tired, hungry, or thirsty, the garden bloom is a welcome sight.
Sitting outside, by the garden on a Sunday like this, after a short and brisk 90 Km cycling, I was eager to see the blooms.
The yellow flowers dominate rest of the colors. They have almost invaded leaving only a little room for rest of the colors to show off. What was more spectacular was the number of the butterflies and the bees. I ran to get my camera. But it was of no use. Somehow, the butterflies and the bees seem to sense my presence near them and were flying away.
After all, they were doing this since millions of years. I don't think there is anything special about it today. May be, I was noticing it only now !!
As an school boy, I used to read Emily Dickinson and think on her verses. Today too an Emily Dickinson ('There is another sky') came running to me :
There is another sky,
Ever serene and fair,
And there is another sunshine,
Though it be darkness there;
Never mind faded forests, Austin,
Never mind silent fields -
Here is a little forest,
Whose leaf is ever green;
Here is a brighter garden,
Where not a frost has been;
In its unfading flowers
I hear the bright bee hum:
Prithee, my brother,
Into my garden come!