There wasn’t an explosion of flowers. You kind of had to look for the flowers on the bushes, but the camellias were there. How refreshing it is for a northerner to see flowers actually growing outside in the middle of January! There had obviously been a frost because some of the camellias were completely brown and others had a tinge of brown on their extremities. But unlike a lot of flowers that I am familiar with, the frosted camellias remained intact and just looked like they were a brown hybrid of the pink or red flower. They are beautiful.
Now back home and looking out my window, I see the brown of old oak leaves and our monster pines in the background…a winter landscape. But in my mind, I can see the camellias blooming.