“Look around at the azaleas making fuchsia star bursts in spring; look at a full moon hanging silver in a black sky on a cold night. And realize that life is glorious and that you have no business taking it for granted.”
This spring has been one of many little griefs. As we approach the end of April, I am griefing not being able to bask in the rainbow of starbursts in the National Native Azalea Collection at the North Carolina Arboretum. It’s a peaceful half-mile trail along Bent Creek populated with the most spectacular native azaleas. Native azaleas tend to be taller and leggier than the hybrid versions in our gardens.
With restlessness brewing again, I was looking for someplace close and open that would give me my nature fix. Bullington Gardens, only 20 minutes from home, is open. So dogs and I are off on an adventure.
As expected, there were beautiful spring flowers near the house/office.
And sweet little wildflowers as we made our way to the nature path, including Trillium.
Then, to my absolute delight and astonishment, there were the native azaleas. As many times as I’ve been here, it’s never been at this time of year, so I didn’t realize the garden had such an abundance of native azaleas.
What was your moment to realize life is glorious, and you have no business taking yourself for granted?