So while the following has nothing to do with the pretty flowers I saw this weekend, it does deal with germination, more or less... Namely, fostering the idea that everything is temporary, and consequently to not take anything for granted. Joni Mitchell sang about it in reference to the environment in "Big Yellow Taxi" and Janet Miss Jackson later echoed her sentiment with regard to romance in "Gone 'til It's Gone". I post this now because I just heard the latter and noticed a similar parallel within the two books I'm currently reading. I highlighted this passage while reading Tristes Tropiques:
While I complain of being able to glimpse no more than the shadow of the past, I may be insensitive to reality as it is taking shape at this very moment, since I have not reached the stage of development at which I would be capable of perceiving it. A few hundred years hence, in this same place, another traveler, as despairing as myself, will mourn the disappearance of what I might have seen, but failed to see (Claude Levi-Strauss, Tristes Tropiques p. 43).
While in An Equal Music the narrator Michael Holme spends the first dozens of pages reflecting on the regret of leaving a woman that will later haunt him for ten years before resurfacing and resuming their romance. Pff, don't it always seem to go that you don't know what you got til it's gone, Michael?