Ponds are very important in the time of dictatorship and Covid-19. It is necessary to find Zen moments wherever one can, given the stress level that can often be overwhelming.
My pond has driven me crazy. Like the national government, it has had years of black, icky muck that has plagued it. I am hoping that like it, our government will soon change and its sludge will dissipate under the influence of good bacteria.
This dictatorship has pretty much decimated the lives, in some way or another, of every American. Some welcome its influence, and others, like me, find it repulsive, backward thinking, racist, and hateful. Let’s face it, that doesn’t even do this problem justice. I have seriously under-reported it.
So when our little pond sprouts lots of lily pads and then shoots out three water lilies within a few weeks time, I view it as an omen of change and its location a haven from the stresses that surround us.
The water lilies sent up the lily pads, the water lettuce and water hyacinth procreated in profusion all over the top of the pond, and the water cleared with their help and the help of the good bacteria. Then the water lilies bloomed with this beautiful coral pink flower that at times looks totally coral, sometimes a bit yellow, and other times a deep pink.
The only thing missing is fragrance. I am willing to overlook that.
When I get depressed, for whatever reason, I can go back to the pond or even look at the photo.
In actuality, I cannot stop taking photos. It is as if there is a new baby and I need to record its every movement.
I am hoping that this WordPress post will allow it to be seen, it is amazing and I hope it continues to bloom. I am hoping that it is a good omen and that people get out to vote and we end this nightmare called number forty-five.