I am participating in the March Slice of Life Story Challenge. Thanks to the co-authors of Two Writing Teachers for creating this supportive community.
Yesterday morning I walked out to feed the birds, and as I looked out over the landscape of snow and ice, I couldn’t help but feel a little bit sad. I thought about the daffodils who, fooled into thinking it was spring, nodded their heads in a good-morning salute just a few days ago. Now they were buried. Frozen. Gone. I thought about the tulips, too. Their buds were just beginning to surface. Would they make it? It’s no wonder I was anxious to get to my volunteer post at Longwood Gardens. There I would be in the presence of pink orchids and blue poppies and red roses – a rainbow of colors and a bouquet of scents!
I wrote about cultivating curiosity in my role as a children’s garden volunteer at Longwood in a previous post. Yesterday afternoon, there were very few children visiting the garden. The adults who visit without children usually just pass through and smile, perhaps commenting on the wonderful space for children. Today, for some reason, they were curious. But instead of, “Can I show you something?” or “What’s that?” the questions were a bit different.
“Does it get hot back here?”
“You know those orchids that are hanging from the ceiling in the silver room? Can I grow them at home?”
“What’s that blue flower in the conservatory? Not the blue poppy, but the other one.”
“You mean this one?” I grab my phone and show a picture I had just taken before my shift started of the hybrid blue cineraria that is grown from seed at Longwood. The intense blue is a shade that is hard to explain. I don’t think I have ever seen anything quite like it in the natural world.
The questions may have been a little different, but the result was the same. The garden displays had piqued the curiosity of the visitors who were hungry to learn more. And isn’t that what makes life interesting!