methinks I should hear with indifference if a trustworthy messenger were to inform me that the sun drowned himself last night
...Thoreau's Journal: 21-Aug-1852
The coloring and reddening of the leaves toward fall is interesting; as if the sun had so prevailed that even the leaves, better late than never, were turning to flowers,—so filled with mature juices, the whole plant turns at length to one flower, and all its leaves are petals around its fruit or dry seed. A second flowering to celebrate the maturity of the fruit. The first to celebrate the age of puberty, the marriageable age; the second, the maturity of the parent, the age of wisdom. the fullness of years.
Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)
I like how he made the macro a micro of itself.
one more flower and hopes to procreate one last time for the season or perhaps its life!,i wish the parent plant could see and understand its offspring and feel proud of its children!. michael jameson email@example.com
Post a Comment