on mexican petunias and hummingbirds
We had some friends to our home recently, and in anticipation of their arrival, Marcus ran out and bought a couple of plants for the pots in our entryway. This flower is called a Mexican petunia, and I have to admit that when I saw its floppy petals, there was a part of me that wondered what about this plant appealed to him.
But that was before the hummingbirds came.
Within an hour of placing them in the pot, about a half a dozen hummingbirds showed up at our doorstep to drink its nectar. When I saw this, I squealed: my country, Trinidad, is actually known as “The Land of the Hummingbirds,” and while I certainly knew Texas has hummingbirds, I hadn’t seen that many in one spot since I left Trinidad. It was glorious.
Needless to say, our entire front garden bed is now filled with Mexican petunias.
Because I’ll take a happy accident and turn it into an intentional creation of joy any day.
If it’s good enough for lawyers, maybe it’s good enough for all of us.
a reminder of cadence.