Today I was at the nursery looking at flowers. I haven't planted anything this year because I just don't seem to have the time, so I wanted to pick out a few hanging baskets. Today feels like summer. The sky is blue, the sun is warm, the azaleas are in bloom and there is color. As I was quietly walking up and down the rows of potted plants and hanging baskets, there was a woman that worked there pruning some plants, carefully paying attention to what she was doing. Then, from behind me I heard in a very loud and excited voice from another woman, "JULIA, JULIA, look at this! Look at this plant showing it's color!" This woman was overjoyed by the color that this bloom was showing. It was beautiful! It was a magnificent yellow bloom that must have been at least 7 inches across. But I never heard or saw such joy from someone over a flower. It just brought a smile to my face, not just because the flower was beautiful, but because this woman was so excited that this flower had finally bloomed and was "showing it's color."
So even though we have another crazy, busy weekend with basketball tournaments and other activities, I need to stop every once in a while and admire the "color" that is all around me, whether it's at one of my kids' games, a kind word from a friend, or singing with my kids in the car with the windows down. This weekend we are going to show our color!
One of my last posts was about being a "roll the window down" kind of mom. Well, this is one of the Nealons' favorite songs right now.
Ryan jumps in the car when I pick him up from school and rolls down the window and sings...he is showing his "color."