Sunday, April 26, 2009
A beautiful and sad event unfolded in my garden this evening. I've admired the Liriodendron tulipifera flower from afar since we lived in Arkansas. The tree grew in the deep woods with it's light green foliage, unusual shaped leaves, and it's flowers which were always hidden from view. I knew the flowers were there as I had studied horticulture for years. Colored with the same fresh green of the leaves and a line of ripe melon color in the center, the flowers were always unobtainable, since they were high in the tree and hidden from view by a thick canopy of leaves.
This evening I noticed my small sapling had put on a flower and I wanted to record it with my camera and thought to share the illusive beauty of the flower with you here. I obtained a step stool from the garage, but it wasn't tall enough. So I hurried down to the barn before the light of day was gone to fetch a ladder in hopes of reaching high enough to see the flower.
Still the ladder was a bit too low, but I bent the branch down to show the flower with my left hand and with the right I held the camera. I took a photo but thought the light wasn't quite right so I bent the branch a little further down and took a few more photos. I saw a small bug had nestled itself in the petals in a cocooned and restful sleep for the night.
All at once the branch that held the flower gave way and I knew I had bent the branch too far. A great sadness overtook me at my careless and selfish desire to obtain the beauty of nature for myself with my camera. I brought the branch inside to take a few more photos. And yet as I review the photos here, I see the best one was the first I took from the ladder in the tree.