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Senior Moments: When the sun comes out, I run for the roses

June 25, 2023

Clearly, the deprivation of sunshine was affecting me. I actually started to giggle with delight on my recent walk in Descanso Gardens after weeks of May Gray and June Gloom. It was the kind of day that called to me to drop to the ground and do a salute to the sun right there in the middle of the rose garden.

No, I didn’t do it. The truth is I never mastered the yoga posture, and that is an understatement. I’m not any better at it now than when I was first introduced to it in BB’s yoga class 35 years ago. However, I love the elegance of the symbolic gesture. I love it enough that I didn’t want to ruin it for anyone who might be smelling the roses as I tumbled into them.

But sitting on a bench, wrapped in sashes of sunlight, I could picture myself doing a perfect salute. Sunshine always smells of possibility. A line from a John Denver song was playing in my head:

“Sunshine almost always makes me high.”

The return of a sunny day is like seeing the remake of a hit Broadway musical. You couldn’t imagine it was going to be any better than the first time, but when the curtain goes up, you fall in love all over again. As it turned out, love was being celebrated in the Rose Garden that afternoon where a bride and groom exchanged vows, the warmth of the sun joining them together like a prayer shawl.

“How you’ve grown,” I said to the climbers that now covered most of the trellises where George and I had first seen them planted many years ago. Another of the sun’s gifts, they had flourished into romantic canopies.

I hummed my way under the rose-covered arches and paid a nostalgic visit to the gazebo where George and I liked to sit and rehearse lines for his upcoming shows and ended the walk with a little soft shoe over to the fountain where I had spent decades of pennies in exchange for wishes.

Sometime, I must have wished for a sunny day.

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