Everyone can see how much more mature an adolescent appears.
But how did the transformation come about? What were all the awkward little stages? If you read all my blog posts and articles about Bow and look at all the pictures, you can see it happen gradually. But usually when a child grows, we do not notice.
The same applies to flowers and fruit. Everybody notices the pretty cherry blossoms.
And who could fail to note when the cherries are ripe?
But how did they get that way? Lately I have been noticing some of the intermediate awkward moments, like a green cherry emerging from a pink flower cap.
The flowers on the cherry trees in my yard start out as white. But as they age, they become pink. Then the green fruit emerges, capped with a pink tuft.
Only later does the pink tuft disappear, and you see bunches of the green fruit, waiting to ripen.
Other awkward transformations are taking place all around me. For instance, the redbud blossoms have sprouted little miniature swords.
Remember that I mentioned the dogwood is a drupe? This means the four white petals are nothing but bracts, and the real action happens inside those little globe-like green things in the center. Those are the real flowers, and their tiny stamens and pistils are now open for business.
It has taken me a long time to notice some of these things. It has been twelve years since Bow was a baby and that's how long it took for me to get to the point of noticing when the little true blossoms inside the big false blossoms really open!
Yesterday I encountered another rabbit.
It was a pretty fast runner, so I was not able to observe any subtle details. It might take me another twelve years before I notice anything truly significant about rabbits. By then, Bow will be twenty-four.
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