For those of you who are following Stellan's story, this may seem like a strange time to talk about flowers. That is, in fact, exactly what I am going to do, however.
I'd like you to meet my morning glories. The favorite flower in my garden, the one I am complimented on most often, but also the one that requires the most work from me. Not because they are hard to grow. In fact, they are very easy to grow. So easy that I have to continually weed out the extra seedlings that grow all over the yard. They are beautiful even when they are causing pain like in the picture below. If left untended, they can quickly take over the other plants. You can see how they are choking my strawberries here, even despite my watchful efforts.
Beautiful, but damaging nonetheless.
Another thing I love about Morning Glories, is that they are fighters. The continually reach up over the fence, trying to climb higher. Every day I have to redirect their vines to keep them from falling over themselves. They also wake up renewed each new day. No matter how tired and weary they are from lack of sun and water the day before, they start each day refreshed. When the cold weather comes, the brown vines will hold on the fence with everything they have. No matter how hard we try, we cannot remove them all.
They take on a life of their own, really.
Beautiful, painful, reaching, persistent, labor intensive, glorious, searching, aggressive, sometimes weary, protecting.....
Kind of like prayers for Stellan.