Liquid Courage

 

A few watchtower irises have just arrived but already encountered sustained seasonal storms. Their stalks have not bowed. Their falls are unencumbered, fluttering freely. They contain storms’ residue into discrete pearls which gather on saffron signals atop their purple petals. Through different angles they glitter and refract the riot around them when the sun comes out again.

It is no mystery which one reminds me of my husband, whose Mother’s Day gift to me this year is the seasons’ subtle rhythms.

I clearly was the daffodil for quite some time, but I think I’m making some progress through the tulip stage, perhaps someday to be in companionable peace among my fellow post-storm wanderers.

 

 

About Stephanie

In her spare time, Stephanie works full-time, and then some, as an attorney. She has published articles and delivered talks in arcane fields like forensic evidentiary issues, jury instructions, and expert scientific witness preparation. She also is an adjunct professor at a law school on the banks of the Charles and loves that dirty water, as she will always think of Boston as her home. You are welcome to take a look at her Facebook author page, or follow @SMartinGlennon on Twitter and @schnitzelpond on Instagram. Bonus points for anyone who understands the Instagram handle. All content on this blog, unless otherwise attributed, is (c) 2012-2021 by Stephanie M. Glennon and should not be reproduced (in any form other than re-blogging in accordance with the wee Wordpress buttons at the bottom of each post) without the express permission of the domain holder.
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10 Responses to Liquid Courage

  1. Catherine G Murphy says:

    Progress is good Steph! This is lovely.

  2. Lovely photographs as always Stephanie.

  3. rutakintome says:

    You’ve always been an iris. The last image is my favorite.

  4. Thanks for the beautiful words and photos today, Stephanie. Wilting Tulips remind me of cracking hard-boiled eggs. Some petals come off like large chunks of shells and others in pieces.
    Ω

  5. katharine kaplan says:

    Stephanie,
    Your writing always amazes me…..I never want it to end. Maybe a book someday?

    • Stephanie says:

      Katharine! Thank you….are you still in your place? I think I may have moved close by! Still at the same email address (I can’t seem to find yours) & I’d love to catch up.

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