Ten O'Clock

Had to revisit the 10 o'clock flowers,  Almost like clockwork, they bloom each morning and close up on schedule too.

How often I find myself under stress because I disrupt the rhythms of my life, the patterns of the things I need to do.

Perhaps I am right to insist on having a rhythm in life; perhaps I am wrong not to allow spontaneity to add spice to my life.

Yellow Petals

Yellow petals fallen from the tree.  Covering the wooden deck floor and in time there is but a coat of yellow petals.  Reminds me of the petals the little flower girls leave behind at weddings.