Monday, August 10, 2009

Delayed Gratification

It was the scent I noticed first -- rich and sweet and spicy.

Oriental lilies are some of my favorite flowers but all the ones I planted in past years have succumbed to encroaching growth, reckless romping dogs, or who knows what.

So when I was browsing through our grocery store's new garden center in search of potting soil, this pure white beauty seemed to be calling my name.

I enjoyed its fragrance while I took its picture -- but then I bought another -- one without open blooms --only buds.

Partly this decision was based on the superior traveling powers of the plant in bud as opposed to one with a heavy flower nodding. But mainly it's because I love the anticipation of watching a bud swell into bloom and unfurl itself, petal by petal.

What about you? Do you ever choose delayed gratification over instant?

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6 comments:

Carol Murdock said...

Morning Vicki! I do normally choose delayed over instant. I love to find the one with most unopeaned blooms. In the case of the Weeping Hibiscus and a few others, it was the site of all that glory that got me!We went to see the chickens yesterday!We are going to get 8 Rhode Island Red hens and one rooster!I also want to get a pair of Silver Spangled Hamburgs in the Spring.Your lily will be a stunner I'm sure!

Tammy said...

Usually delayed...I find the anticipation is a big part of the fun. Your Lily is beautiful!
Tammy

Tess Kincaid said...

There's nothing as intoxicating has that heady scent! Mmm.

Vicki Lane said...

And now the second bloom is opening with two more buds in the wings! Oh, the giddy delight of it all!

Victoria said...

I find that as I'm getting older I tend to choose delayed gratification. But when I was young I was the kind of person who made microwave ovens nervous. I'd press the start button then stand in front of it muttering "Hurry, hurry, HURRY!" I was always in such a rush; now I wonder why?

Vicki Lane said...

Maybe it's the wisdom of age, Victoria. The savor-the-moment, take-time-to-smell-the-roses kind of wisdom that children rarely have.