As I sat outside being pelted with white petals and yellow petal clusters, I realized that from nature to day-to-day life, the unexpected commands our attention.
My backyard looks like a lush little oasis bordered by lava rock that’s as tall as my house and a couple of juniper trees that are hundreds of years old. I’ve put in flowering pear trees, maples, an aspen to commemorate my years in the High Sierra, and plenty of flowering perennials and groundcover. But the surprisingly fuchsia pinecones that appear on the weeping evergreen are what make my heart sing each spring.
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