In past years in May, I’d be walking the labyrinthine Assisi medieval backstreets nearly daily, taking in the floral splendor all around…..
…..as I headed to meet my tour guests for an Assisi guided walk.
In lockdown here in our Assisi countryside farmhouse since March 11th, I have no idea if floral majesty has taken the stage in Assisi – as in past years:
But with thoughts of that Assisi floral majesty, I set out on a walk near our farmhouse the other day, deciding to focus on the natural splendor all around us right here.
As I walked, I reflected on how the COVID-19 lockdown has taught us all (hopefully) to look at, observe, and take the time to study the simple objects all around us which we’ve too often overlooked due to life’s daily routine and pace.
Like the simple beauty of a grapevine.
I paused in our vineyard, taking in the beauty of the gnarled vines and the and the sprouting new shoots:
Near the vines, young olive trees Pino had planted were giving signs of spring growth too, the pale green mignole (olive buds) beginning to appear on the branches in the midst of the leaves:
As I approached the back of our house, I stopped at the Judas tree:
I’d never taken the time to observe the bees buzz among the fuchsia blossoms of the tree, right outside our kitchen door.
I was there watching them for quite a while this morning – and listening to the buzzing hum – also grateful to see – and hear – so many bees.
I even managed to photograph one, a black buzzing ball, silvery blue wings:
(Before COVID-19 lockdown, I never would have been out listening to bees buzz nor trying to photograph them).
Near the Judas tree, other buzzing bees zipped in and out of the rosemary bush:
I often make a quick stop at that rosemary bush, snapping off a twig or two to use in cooking but thanks to this lockdown, I spent time there today, watching the bees, taking photos of the rosemary…..
……and of that stately centuries-old oak tree, branches spreading out above the rosemary as if a protective force:
On the other side of the rosemary, white blossoms of an apple tree reached skyward:
Trunk bent and contorted like an arthritic old woman, the flowering branches stretch out upwards, seeking the clouds:
I walked all around that apple tree, noting its majesty from various angles….
….as I listened to the buzzing bees (here, too), the only noise in a silent countryside.
And thanks again to this lockdown, I looked closely at those apple blossoms – perhaps for the first time. Bellissime:
Along the field near the apple tree, blue borage sprouted.
We’d use it now and then for a frittata or sautéed with garlic and olive oil ….
……but today, I simply wanted to look more closely at the drooping blue borage flowers, flanked by dangling closed buds like furry claws:
I gently lifted a borage flower up. I was dumbfounded at its elegant beauty:
Time for a pause: I sat in the field of dandelions in front of our house, near the first poppies of the season:
Simple floral splendor.
Assisi’s window boxes might be flowering now. Our floral majesty blooms in the fields all around.
And not only in the fields: a huge vase near our house erupts now with purple Portughese lavender…..
…..and how the bees love it:
Another flower I’d never taken the time to observe closely above, below and all around.
Nor those roses crowning the fence of the chicken coop:
COVID-19 lockdown allowed time for an attentive rose observation today. From small buds, still closed to the world….
….to the roses just opening…
…..to roses in full bloom:
I feel now that I know our roses.
By this time, I was fully on the track of floral acquaintances – and the tulips were next:
Looking inside a tulip, I found the brilliant beauty of a fringed crimson cup.
And today was the first time I moved in closely to our iris plants…
….to open the petals of iris flowers. Like unfolding a precious gift:
Inside the iris flower, there are three internal petals, just as there are three external. Three: the number of perfection.
Perfect beauty I’d missed.
Before COVID-19 lockdown.
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