I spent an hour or more this morning following the light across the garden as the sun rose. I was up early anyway and playing with the camera and the different light settings. One thing I took a lot of pictures of were the developing buds on my perennials-yet-to-bloom.
There's an anticipation with flower buds. A delicious anticipation of something magnificent and full of portent for the garden view.
The buds on my two hibiscus have been sitting there for some time, just slowly - ever so slowly - getting larger and larger. And I'm waiting and working on developing the patience needed to be a real gardener.
Real gardeners have patience. They've learned to harvest this year but plant for next. They think in terms of planting perennials for a few years down the line and trees for their children.
Gardens teach us a lot when we're not looking.
And we have to have patience to learn those lessons. That was one of my lessons this morning while I watched the sun come up.
I'm workin' on it but I fear I have a long way to go.