I’m sure I’m not alone in having done a lot of eye-rolling in the past week. What a crazy state of our union, n’est-ce pas? It’s hard to keep up with all the contortionists and their rhetorical acrobatics. I listen, I watch, I roll my eyes, and thank my good graces for the options luck has afforded me. It’s nice to know there is a back door, should society as we know it implode. I’ll leave it at that.
On an occasion where I happened to roll my eyes upward earlier this summer, I saw this backlit version of Etoile de Hollande – the massive red climbing rose that came with the house. The rich, red, new foliar growth is almost on par with the velvety petals themselves. In the right light, it’s not difficult to mistake one for the other—which, come to think of it is, in a way, reminiscent of the deceptive, deflective posturing and shape- shifting I’m currently trying to decipher. The weeks to follow will no doubt be fascinating fare. Strap yourselves in, folks—it will be a wild ride!