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May 3, 2018

Emergence into a misty evening

by Ciaran Burke

The soft mist is relentless, fine droplets rapidly dancing against my face. My initial reaction is to quicken pace, my mission is to retrieve something from my van, the destination a whole 50m away.

Just as pull the zip up to its full collar limit, and I grimace in annoyance at the wet world, gentle yellow frills catch my eye. I teeter on my feet, my motion halted, indecision holds me on the balls of my feet, until my body weight surrenders to the changing mind and the creamy yellow ruffles of the Primula ‘Belarina Cream’. As i bend down to admire it, insects unbothered by the precipitation fly off in annoyance at my presence, a few return.

Then as I straighten up, a peony bud is winking at me, opening up and exposing its hidden treasures, of its promise of beauty wrapped in pink petals. Now, the once annoying mist does not mother me, i walk in the wrong direction, looking for buds, and blooms. The burnished salmon leaves emerge from the spring buds of Acer pseudoplatanus ‘Brilliantissimum’ an enchantment of rich textured venation, its moment of glory before the opened foliage turns to somber and sulky pale yellowish green.

The bronze tips of Polemonium yezoense var. hidakanum ‘Purple Rain’ are bejeweled with droplets, the blooms of Erysimum ‘Apricot Twist, burn brighter in the low light of the dull evening clouds, self settled forget-me-nots, Myosotis sylvestris, have made their home at the base of the walls, their cheeky blue blooms cheerful beside their near ours, the still unopened buds of chives, Allium schoenoprasum.

I am now slowly making my way to the van, Anthemis punctata subsp. cupaniana reaches out to demand my attention, its first white daisy blooms a promise of summer, while lady’s mantle, Alchemilla mollis, uses its soft hairy leaves to collect as many droplets as it possibly can, coating its leaves like a greedy jewel thief.

As I return the blooms of a narcissus hang their heads in solemn grace, I stop one more time, before I return to the dry interior. Happy to have been treated to a misty floral show.

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