Following the Flowers

Following the Flowers

I find myself drawn to flowers. like the bees. and maybe all of us. the weeds that grow on the sidewalks. The dandelion, I love dandelions, the yellow flower, the seed head, and l- the bitter greens! 
Even the oxalis. How I really do dislike you. Your corms that never go away. But I guess I can appreciate the way you have adapted to live, no longer, at least in our climate propagated by seed, but just by underground nutmeats, that easily spread. and a delicious looking tap root- I have never before tried eating. You were of course- to a city child, the first plant I ever knew. The house on my street growing up where I remember you first, your long green stalks, and bright yellow flower, and the first time I tasted your sour stem. And now still on this street, the house is the same and the oxalis too. well maybe it’s food for some.

Yes, following the flowers. Does everyone feel as inclined as me to follow the flowers. Even unconsciously. Maybe this is a human thing. The faint scent, or just the color. the way the bee’s work too! 
The red pink flower of saxifrage staring up at me. I found you today at someone’s house. without even realizing I was standing there next to you. I love the leaves of the saxifrage plants, basal- low growing, so.. unnoticeable in a way, and then the flowers! It all makes sense somehow. 
And now the cherry blossoms blooming. I guess it’s time. The magnolia’s too. It’s crazy how many flowers there are on both of these trees. Just full! the white magnolia’s and purple ones. 
January heat wave. feels like spring I guess. 
When’s the rain gonna come back. Now I pray for rain. Each day!