One Brief Shining Moment
by Pat Piper
My friend Al and I were standing around the clump of white and red peonies admiring not only the color and not only the new buds getting ready to bloom but also the fact these flowers showed up at all.
"Beautiful," I said to Al.
"Sad," Al said to me.
"A gift," I said to Al.
Yeah, I guess you could say we were having an argument. It had begun, as most arguments begin, simply. All I said was the flowers were beautiful. I didnt even know they were peonies. Al told me what they were. We were standing in my back yard, and I had brought him there to see these fantastic blooms I had always admired.
"Look at it this way," Al said. "They spend 50 weeks every year as nothing more than brown stems and then, for two weeks maximum, they live this short moment of blossoms. This," he said, pointing at a peony, "is the whole enchilada. Thats it. Two weeks and youre out of here."
I listened. This was indeed a sad story.
"Now over here," he pointed toward the rose bushes, "you got your basic tea rose, and this one is gonna go way past Labor Day. Now I ask you, is that fair?"
"Al," I said, shaking my head, "its not fair."
"Exactly. The rose bush is always full of life, even in February when nothing is living. The rose bush is green. The peonies?" And now he pointed back the other way. "The peonies are brown and could be just stupid weeds you pull out of the ground if you didnt know better. Sad. Real sad."
"You are measuring worth and using a pretty narrow stick" I offered. "Its not how long you show up, its what you do when you show up."
"Dont go philosophical on me," countered Al. "Because if you go that route, then well miss the issue at hand." He looked back at the thick white blooms on a particular peony stem. "Its not right that a fantastic flower like this can only be around for such a short period of time while a stupid dandelion can be around forever."
"Al," I began, "Janis Joplin was a great singer but she wasnt around very long. We appreciate her now. Its the same thing thats going on with the peonies. If these bloomed all summer we wouldnt be having this conversation."
"So all of this is a lesson?"
Al thought for a moment. Just a brief moment. "Well, explain the dandelion then."
Now I thought for a moment. It was longer than a brief moment. "Well, Yanni keeps putting out records."
"I know," Al said, "and thats very sad."
"Very sad," I said.
Piper reflects from Rose Haven, where his work as ghost writer for Larry King leaves him time to garden and sail.
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Volume VII Number 23
June 10-16, 1999
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