In what seems like two days ago, I stood in the backyard and thought, “It will be time for the hosta plants soon.” They weren’t there yet.
It really does seem like that happened two days ago! But then again, ever since the pandemic began, I have no fully accurate sense of time. Post-pandemic time is Jeremy Bearimy. Maybe it was last weekend. But it certainly wasn’t a long time ago.
Then, yesterday evening, I looked out side, and what? There they are. They had sprung up, all together, and quickly.
It’s a reminder that sometimes… growth happens quickly. Yes, most of the time, it happens slowly with lots of twists and turns, but sometimes — maybe out of necessity? — it comes quickly. We can welcome it when it does.
Smuggling Grace 