I’m tired of hiding indoors shooting daggers at clouds, and am ready to burst forth into the orange glow of summer. I snapped this pic while taking an ‘outdoors break’ from work today. Maybe the photo was motivated by narcissism because I felt a kindred connection?
This rather large, ugly, brown bush has just a couple blooms, and hints of tender foliage, trying to ease their way through thorns for a glimpse of the sun. I stood there staring at it for a good few minutes — the plant masked in dull bark, and me in drab work clothes — both of us drinking in the fresh air. A plant and a person, grumpy hopeful, awaiting spring.