The young leaves of the water lily are shining. Flowers seem not to be the main but to be an accessory. I thought it would be nice to take a nap on this leaf. The flower word for water lilies is “a pure heart.” The scientific name “Nymphaea” comes from the water fairy Nymph. German poet Heine saw the water lilies and deplored;”I don’t know where women are angels or where they are devils.”. In this way, water lilies are also regarded as flowers with a magical potential somewhere. In any case, the idea that water lilies are so beautiful is the same everywhere.
Almost no one is in the park because of the coronavirus or because it’s during the day. A wheelchair slowly is moving along the flower path in the park. Maybe they are an old mother and her daughter. Whether they are talking about something or just looking at the flowers, I can feel the gentleness from the wheelchair’s moving. It’s the “summer day” today, but a cool breeze occasionally is blowing. The breeze carries a lovely rose scent from the adjacent rose garden.
When looking at iris, most of Japanese people always remember a famous Japanese tanka poem. It is a tanka composed by Narihira Ariwara. If you’re interested in Japanese tankas and hear that it’s a poem about Kakitsubata iris, the first thing that comes to your mind is this poem. This is because almost 100% of school textbooks adopts this tanka. The content of the song is not familiar to high school students, but it is probably adopted because many of the tanka techniques are used in this short poem with 31 sounds. Not only that, but in the old days, seven tankas have been sung in Manyoshu, and until today, they are so familiar that they can be seen everywhere in this season.
The temple gate remains closed in spite of during the day in mid-May. Today is “the summer day” in addition to the corona shock, so there is no figure. Only the bright red poppy flowers that bloomed in front of the gate are shaking slowly. It’s quiet also in the city, but here I can enjoy the tranquility.
Under the clear sky without clouds, a elegant western-style building standing on a hill is surrounded by bright red Matsubagiku that looks like a castle wall. I’m almost dazzling. Each flower of Matsubagiku is small and looks like a chrysanthemum, but it is a completely different variety from chrysanthemum. The flowers open at dawn and close in the evening. In addition to being resistant to high temperatures and dryness, it grows into large communities, so some of them have been planted in flower beds or stone walls in alleys and have become wild.
The garden of an old folk house, which has no people to live in, is utterly neglected. A single iris flower is in bloom there. Under the clear sky, my heart quivers with its dignified standing appearance. Perhaps there was a nice garden here in the past, and in spring, irises with other flowers would have given spices to the garden. This single iris that has survived continues to wait for her master’s return. The iris blooming without anybody seeing it, and the iris blooming in the famous garden, both are blooming as much as possible to connect lives during also this spring.
There are flowers that I can’t help but curious about at this time. It is Hiougi-Zuisen, Watosonia, that blooms near a small rusty sluice in an agricultural canal. I happened to see it a few years ago, and I was completely captivated by the elegant appearance. When I visited it, it was in full bloom as expected. Hiougi-Zuisen, which blooms in a landscape with only fields and weeds, is influential enough to change the atmosphere of the entire landscape.
Beautiful but too dainty apple flowers have been in full bloom. Can she bear the heat of summer and bear fruit in the future? It’s not just the heat. A typhoon may come. The land may dry out without rain. It’s still half a year before she will bear fruit. Although I told tediously something to worry about, it’s just needless fears that I think about the Apple flowers in the same way as myself growing weak with age. Today I composed a haiku about an apple flower that is enviable but worrisome.
People are sparse in the park after Golden Week. It’s a sunny day without clouds, and the temperature is almost normal, but it feels cold due to after a “summer day”. The moss pink around the embankment fill emits a fluorescent color and stands out. On the bench lined up above it, there are some people eating lunch. Whether or not the request to refrain from going out was effective, but the people are really sparse. The peony garden next door is closed and can only be seen from a distance. Still it is blooming wonderfully.
Since the Greek lyric poet Anacreon wrote that “rose are affectionate flowers, rose are love flowers, rose are queens of flowers,” roses have been loved by people all over the world as queens of flowers. It is said that there are more than tens of thousands of species now, and because the number of breeders around the world creates new roses every year, the number continues to increase year by year. And The most distinctive feature of roses is the richness of their shades. It is said that all colors are available except black and blue. Especially for blue roses, breeders around the world continue to take on challenges.