I picked up Tolstoy but found myself not in a mood to have my mind occupy with any reading. I kept the book back to its place and went to the window. The multi-petal hibiscus plant was leaning towards the marigold flowers. May be they were gossiping about the new entrant, the plant with lanky stems and pretty pink flowers- I'm not sure what it's called, but it's their neighbor now.
The crape jasmine looked quite contended in its own corner beside the single petal hibiscus that looked droopy. I checked the clock; it was seven in the morning-Ah! Sleepy heads. The roses however looked fresh and happy, keen to welcome the day and have fun with the sun and the wind. I smiled as their keenness energized me.
I steered my gaze towards the Lily plants, the buds were yet to show up-mom has been waiting eagerly for them for quite sometime. I tenderly stroked the blade of one of its leaves. I was admiring nature's creation when a beautiful butterfly flew in. It was black with golden spots on the nether of its wings. It wandered over the flowers resting in between on the curry leaf plant. I recognized it; Common Mormon.
A voice interrupted my experience, it said, "Beta, time for your shower" and thus my Saturday morning tryst with nature came to an end.
Psst… there are two common Mormon caterpillars on our curry leaf plant now.
P. S.: I lost a follower today even before publishing this post. Looks like my previous post had it's side effects.