It’s good to have something in life that you are passionate about. I have several. Beyond family and faith, I am passionate about writing, coffee and daylilies.
I’ve said before that I love to write and am so blessed to be able to do this as an occupation.
Like many of you, I love a good cup of coffee in the morning, followed by several more cups until the pot is dry. I enjoy the taste of it, but it is probably more functional in that it helps me wake up nicer than I would without coffee. I like to say that I drink coffee more for the people that have to live with me more so than for myself, but it really goes both ways.
Finally, I love daylilies. This sunny, sandy hill that I live on won’t grow much, but it’s perfect for a daylily. As long as I continue to water them almost daily, they reward me with long green leaves and bloom after bloom. Fortunately, the only problems I have encountered are weeds, as daylilies are affected by almost no diseases or insects.
This year I dug up every daylily and divided it. Each bush yielded from five to seven new plants. It is amazing.
Every morning I take my coffee in hand, walk out into the yard and peruse through my lily bed. I pull any weeds and look for new scapes, the stem from which the flowers grow. I remove any blooms from the day before, which is called “deadheading.”
Do I lead a sheltered life? Do I need to get out more? Perhaps. But I wish everyone could find the simple pleasure in life that I do in following these few passions.
Maybe I’m waxing poetic this month because my birthday is approaching, and I get to roll that front number over and put a zero behind it. It’s not bothering me, but is just a reminder that time goes so very fast. As you plant and care for your crop this season, I hope you will also take time to enjoy your passions.