. . . this is my continuing tribute to my late brother Bogart who loved flowers. It is also my tribute to all his human flower friends from around the world who accepted him into their world . . .
Bogart's favorite daily task
was to sniff around our house Heaven.
but my brother sniffs the air
for other things he finds most important.
And when he finds his target
he howls and waits for Keeper
to present her this . . .
preparing to bloom . . .
the leaves started opening up
to reveal another leaf and another . . .
and you'll never know when it will stop!
But watching Bogart waiting beside it
I know it is going to be a long wait . . .
Until one day, the leaves stopped
growing one on top of each other
and soon, something grows inside it
and sings!
Can you see it?
Those little leaf-like stuff shoots up
and Bogart excitedly barks at Keeper!
So, Keeper and Bogart waits
camera in hand
dog and hooman
singing with the flowers!
I never really understood it.
They wait for this event:
. . . when those tiny stuff
grows into magenta bulbs . . .
Their haunting shrill singing was pretty jarring to my ears.
But not for Bogart and Keeper!
They wait together
until one morning
the flowers open
and they all sing!
You see, that's what happens
when there's some excitement
and I see everybody singing
I bark like there's no tomorrow!
and I sniff it cluelessly
hoping for something chewable
or something to play around with
but I am told we can not play with it!
It can stay and rock on the chair . . .
. . . or even have sleepovers in my house . . .
. . . or simply sit prettily on the table . . .
. . . but mostly,
it sits beside us . . .
. . . and we sing and laugh with it . . .
. . . and when we feel bored and sleepy
. . . but like everything . . .
it has endings too.
On the day that Bogart died
as I was walking aimlessly
down the flower garden
that my brother loves so much
I found our orchid . . .
and no sound emanated from it!
The petals were wilting
and its edges were fading
signaling its end . . .
I will never understand flowers
and why Bogart love it so much
when you can not eat nor play with it.
I will understand.
Someday, I will bark to Keeper too.
Someday, I will own these flowers
and yes, someday
I will finally understand
and love their stories as well.
For now, it would be best to go
and visit Bogart's flower friends at TodaysFlowers
and maybe you will understand and know their stories.
Lovely series of photos!
ReplyDeleteSo many beautiful photos and a lovely tribute to Bogart.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful orchid pictures!!
ReplyDeleteLove the dogs too!!
- Cheers Gisela.
Flowers are the sweetest things God ever made
and forgot to put a soul to.
(Henry Ward Beckford)
i like the story.. touching.
ReplyDeletethanks for sharing.
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Yes, we love the flowers. Why? because these purple blooms are as beautiful as Bogart. And to Bogart who has gone to Rainbow Bridge, may he find eternal peace and happiness.
ReplyDeleteOh, Lui, what a lovely tribute to Bogart!
ReplyDeleteAnd Bogart's brother is the BEST. These photos really touched me and made my day.
Beautiful orchid pictures!!
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Beautiful flowers!
ReplyDeleteThank you for your tribute to Charlie. I think he and Bogart are very happy at the Rainbow Bridge.
Love,
Irene
This is a very touching tribute to Bogart. We may not understand our furry friends completely but it never stopped them to love us unconditionally.
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