By Corinne Wnek
I don’t know. Maybe I’m getting too jaded from constantly hearing all the bad news about the economy. Night after night we get pelted with ominous warnings from newscasters about the slow growth of the job market, the exorbitant cost of health care and the continued loss of jobs.
Just in case we missed it the night before, the newspapers re-cap it again for us early the following morning. I don’t need a supersized container of caffeine to get me going at 6 a.m. anymore when fear will have the same effect in getting me out the door.
I need to chill, as they say, and maybe even stop to smell those roses everyone talks about. But the trouble is those roses, like all the other flowers in my once beautiful summer garden, are now drying up and getting ugly. Yes, just like the economy.
Aside from this visual assault on my botanical senses, I feel like I’m losing old friends in those much-pampered flowers that helped to make my backyard feel like a day at the spa. So again I’m feeling the doom of impending loss but this time it’s due to the cycle of nature.
Call this projection, but here’s the ‘conversation’ that I believe is taking place in my garden right now:
Flowers: “Oh the sun feels so good after all that rain!”
Evergreens: “Well, little guys, enjoy it while you can ‘cause I hear you’re being replaced.”
Flowers: “Replaced? What do you mean replaced? We wanted to put down roots here.”
Evergreens: “Nah. You got bum information. There’s no future here. You’re annuals, remember?”
Roses: “Ahh, it’s been a long, hot season. I can’t wait to settle in for the next couple of months for a much deserved winters nap. It’s not easy producing fragrant blooms all summer long, you know.”
Evergreens: “There you go again, talking about how hard you work. At least you get to sleep. You think it’s easy staying green 24 / 7 all year long? Give me a break.”
Flowers: “There must be something we can do. We were spectacular, especially in July. We got tons of compliments. Remember that dog-walking old busy body who came down our street every night? She couldn’t take her eyes off of us.”
Roses: “You guys don’t get it. You’re a one shot wonder and expensive, too. Why, one blast of cold air and you’re all goners. Really now. Who can justify that? You’re as good as outta here.”
Evergreens: “Hey, it ain’t the end of the world. Well, at least not for us. But who knows? If things around here improve, you annuals might be back. Ya gotta think positively.”
Roses: “You know, all this talk is starting to spook me. Now I won’t be able to sleep. What if I don’t bloom next season or I lose my sense of smell? Oh no. What will become of me?”
Annuals: “You’ll probably be outta here!”
I have got to turn off the TV.
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