RED HEADS

I don't know..just put some red petunias in a big white pot.  It well satisfies the floral appetite.  And that's from spring to fall.  Why did I bother planting anything else?  Do I show my appreciation by dead heading them?  No I do not.  Do I feed them?  Nope.  If

unperturbable

was a word, then I would call them that.  The thermometer is wringing us out at 104 degrees these past days and still…they bloom on.   We ate out on the patio this evening.  i glanced over at their perky little forms.  Feeling slightly irritable from the heat and waiting too long to nourish myself, a grimace escaped me and I mumbled..

"yah go ahead and just blossom your little heads off…like you don't even KNOW you should be flat out wilted….like me!  Just sit there in all your bloomin' glory!"

Sheepishly, i turned back to my platter of food which for some reason now looked rather unappetizing.   I went for a short walk down the road after finishing.  When I returned, they all seemed to be staring at me as i attempted to sneak on by.  But alas, I did.  I apologized.  To each and every one of the glorious little Reds.

It's the heat you know…turns me into a monster sometimes.

But they will forgive me I know they will and tomorrow morning when I walk outside to splash my face in the morning sun as it sprinkles through the redwoods, they will shout it out once again.

"LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL ..WHEN YOU ARE RED."

and they are so right...