The flowers of summer arrived just in time. I noticed and photographed some lilies today in my gardens.
Now, I know that lilies have been blooming elsewhere in town already, and my own gardens tend to be a little behind, but somehow, on June 21, longest day of the year, it seemed like a good day for lilies to arrive.
Maybe they can lift my mood, a bit. It’s been a hard summer. Not that anything is wrong personally in my life, but I’ve grown increasingly distressed watching our democracy unravel. The border-child thing, which is not really over, was harsh and horrible, but it was just one more point of pain.
Bad ideas seems to be taking off all the time: Militarizing space. Fighting Canada and praising North Korea. Saying one thing one day and countermanding it the next. Claiming the media are the greatest enemies of the American people while also praising North Korean state TV for treating the ruthless dictator of that country well.
It’s not just the lunatic in the White House. Here in Iowa we have rain. And rain. Rain and more rain. We’ve gone from some dry, hot weeks to cool wet weather that almost feels more depressing. Who knows what will come next from Mother Nature or President Crazy.
Well, seasons and presidents change—shame on America and the electorate if there is not a blue wave this fall.
And in the meantime, at least there are lilies.