Perhaps the prickly purple beauty of thistle
flower tints the summer seaside with lavender crowns. She feels at home here in
these gilded hills, sparkling in her element as an amethyst jewel – each showy filigree
orb perched on a silvery stem hemmed with the rich, royal green spiked collar of
her imperial costume.
Maybe she is a no more than a troublesome weed, you
say. With her stubborn, invasive root system and impenetrable armor of sharp
thorns she is not easy to remove. Though she may choke your garden, come first
and visit her on this secluded seaside trail, and see her as I see her. Greet her
with the same sweet morning song of sunshine that opens your own soft violet
eyes. Watch how industrious bees and idle butterflies alike are drawn to drink her
dew.
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