There is one thing I love gazing at more than flowers.
All year they’ve been snuggled up in their beds of tinsel, in a box at the back of my wardrobe.
Then the day they’ve been waiting for, when the box gets a nudge. They are lovingly brought out of hibernation.
I lift each one out, like a precious egg, and cradle it in my palm.
‘I have missed you!’ I whisper.
‘You, with your beads and your sequins,’
‘You! With your peacock eyes!’
‘Oh, and you! I knew you must be there somewhere, with your frosted sparkles.’
‘Thank goodness, your sequins are still stuck down.’
It is a day or two until we get the tree, but I like to commune with the baubles.
Arrange them on the rug. Enjoy their sparkles.
I’ll group colours together, maybe. Enjoy their different shapes. The way the light plays off them. The way they reflect one another’s colours.
And now, with my camera, I can enjoy their blur.
I play awhile. I enjoy all of my favourite colours. Turquoise and green, ultramarine. Tangerine, burnt orange. Watermelon, cherry red. I love the edges where they merge and blur.
Beautiful blobs of light.
Time stands still when you’re playing.
Can you find your favourite colour? Do you like these disco-light colours? Do you play with baubles?! I can recommend it!
If you would like to play more, you might like my post Learning to Play Again. Play is an underestimated skill in adults!
The Mindful Gardener will get back to gardening in the New Year. But for now, she is gazing at baubles spinning on the Christmas tree.
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They’re good to read with a mince pie and a slurp of tea.