The past few times I was at a particular store, I have been tempted to buy a package or two of bulbs that promise beautiful crops of Gladioli in spring and summer. We planted them a few years ago, but the rabbits loved them so much and munched on the tender shoots that hardly a bloom got a chance to show off its beauty. I would like to try again but am not sure I care to supply those rabbits with expensive gourmet treats!!!
The bulb packages reminded me of the painting above that I did some time ago as a still life exercise that called for quick contour sketch with a pen and literally splashing some paint on. It was great way to just get down to draw and paint and leave hesitation and indecisiveness aside.
And below is a poem "Gladiolus: Strength of Character " by Emily Dickinson who as a gardener knew her flowers well.
We never know how high we are
until we are asked to rise
and then if are true to plan
our statures touch the skies --
The heroism we recite
would be a common thing
Did not ourselves the cubits warp
for fear to be king.