I love living and gardening on a seashore. One thing that is constant is change–the light, the colors, seasons, tides–always changing, but always beautiful. I’m getting older and I need to remember that change is good, to be flexible and go with the flow, not demanding the status quo.
Some plants won’t grow next to the sea, things that don’t like salt air and wind. Rosa Rugosa isn’t one of them–they are in full bloom–a brilliant red undimmed by the gray fog creeping across the flats. Light and beauty can shine even in the darkness of a day dimmed by sorrow.