For days I have been observing this one and only Hosta. As I looked at it, what came to me before it bloomed were the words, “hasta manana,” which means in Spanish..See you tomorrow. So I finally get to see the flowers. While I may have been feeling a lack of inspiration or creativity, I am thankful that nature does not wait on me, nor does time stand still because of my attitude that might need a little adjustment. Flowers keep blooming and dancing with the wind. The birds sing, the tree leaves shimmer in the sunlight, and I realize that all is right in my world..