A few days ago I went outside.
This was a big deal to me because it's not something I do a lot of; going out.
I am mostly housebound with M.E.
Before I knew I had M.E. I used to tell myself "just get on with it, pull yourself together, everyone else manages more than you."
But it's just not like that.
I wish it were that easy.
I have told myself these things and it hasn't worked for 25 years so far.
On my walk (littered with many stops for seats and catching my breath) I spotted these flowers. The same flowers that sprout up every spring and hold on until mid-autumn when they eventually wither and die.
I haven't always been a fan of flowers but this time they just seemed so beautiful - it was as though last week there was snow on the ground and now these absolutely gorgeous flowers.
How can this be a coincidence?
This beauty.
I understand pollination. But that makes it all the more incredible.
Of course I am well aware that these flowers in question are planted by the council in order to 'pretty up' the park, but flowers, themselves - they are amazing!
Or am I thinking too deeply yet again?
(I used to cry in my teens thinking about technology we had and how other countries didn't have it.)
What do you think?
