I am thankful for my Thanksgiving cactus collection.
Just as life outside wanes, they bloom in fiery colors.
This fall they are more important to me than ever.
As I face many changes in my own life, it is a comfort that these are the same.
Their colors are a constant. Their blooms dependable. Holiday cheer as usual during the unusual.
So much else is different now. These blooms are a blessing.
They are the dragons of my dreams.
Flying in to protect my spirit from darkness.
My heart is grateful.
Flower in her lair.