Anyway, I remembered Pam's advice at her blog, Art and Soul. She said: thoughts become things. So I made up my mind that at least for today, I'd fill my head with good things and off to the botanical gardens I went. Now, I am aware that good intentions can be tested at every turn like inconsiderate drivers, no toilet paper in the stall I chose, and later when I bought groceries on the way home I had one of those Chiquita banana stickers stuck on my hair for who knows how long, that no one told me about. . . the usual stuff.
Here's what I saw:
Soft silken primrose fading timelessly.” John Milton
“Nothing's so dainty sweet as lovely melancholy.” Francis Beaumont
one of a pair of colorful tropical birds nestbuilding high above the palms. . .look carefully!
bleeding hearts for my friend, Marianne
lilies that could have been fashioned from bolts of silk
And pierce the drought of March to the root, and all
The veins are bathed in liquor of such power
As brings about the engendering of the flower.
Geoffrey Chaucer / Canterbury Tales (modern version)
(painting: The Girl at the Gate--1889--George Clausen)