The plants in my kitchen window thrive on the light which grows longer each day despite the harsh cold and snow on the other side of the pane.
Amaryllis buds swell red with promise of beauty worth waiting two months of development to see.
My tired old Christmas cactus produced three buds a year and only one or two would go on to full flower. I moved the plant to the basement in late November and left it in a dark corner without water for six weeks. After the holidays it was covered in buds which are now opening bright each day.
I sit at my desk at the hospital, my feet on the wall heater, and look out the window at the red of frozen crab apples against white snow. I keep hoping to see a flock of Waxwings land on them as they have in years past. Where are they sheltered in this deep cold?
“Keep your faith in beautiful things
In the sun when it is hidden
In the Spring when it is gone.”
Roy R Gibson