Today as I was looking around the garden, missing my cousins who went back home after a week's visit, I noticed the monkshood, almost ready to open. It grows under a lilac, and when it gets very tall, I wind it around the branches for support. I thought about how I enjoyed this plant last year, and how I am looking forward to those beautiful purple blooms again. I count on seeing those old flower friends just as I count on seeing my dearly loved cousins (almost) every year. I am always sad when they leave, but then I begin to think about the following summer when they will return. It all feels like a miracle, a wonder of life to me. That, God willing, the cousins and the flowers keep coming back, bringing much joy and pleasure to my life.
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