Summer Blooms

Untamed and brilliant with a profusion of blossoms, the countryside is a fragrant tapestry of colors.  Unlike formal, well-manicured gardens of the landed gentry, these humble patches celebrated  the natural beauty of flowers, planted seemingly at random.  Cultivating willful blooms is an old-fashioned art.  In every home, garden is a canvas.  It is a mainstay of never-ending color show, with annuals and bulbs adding variations. Looking at the perfect and unique beauty of every blossom, we don't need much material decorations at home.  These real blooms are perfect froufrou for a wonderful home.

When I was in grade school and growing up to high school, I remember my mother would always pick a spiral notebook with a flower design on its cover.  I never liked that idea, not in any way that I appreciated it but my mother would always insist.  She would wrap it carefully with a plastic cover so it will last until the end of the school year.  In my high school days, almost all of my classmates were using binder and filler and I was the only existing head who uses the flowery spiral blotter. I find it so unfair during those days but didn't have any choice.  I usually ended up consoling myself that at least I have a notebook where I could write important notes and that's what matters. At last, I finished high school with a caboodle of flowery notebooks properly arranged in a box.
 

This time of my life, spotting at these ambrosial, dainty and utopian living things lead me to understand and eventually appreciate my mother, who never fails to apprise what an every bud can offer. Truly, flowers are God's sweet creations.
 

If I may spell "ragsak" at this time I would boorishly say... F-L-O-W-E-R-S-! (",)
 

  

                      

                                  PHOTOGRAPHED BY ALITTETHINGCALLEDRAGSAK
                                  ILOCOS NORTE PHILIPPINES/MARCH 2013

 

 

 

"No matter what happens flowers like women are always beautiful!" (",)