I scavenger hunted another bouquet from the garden this week.
It's a conglomeration of seeds and berries and fresh and spent flowers. There are spent hydrangeas and the last of the fresh zinnias, purple beauty berries and orange cotoneaster. There are sprigs of Abelia and sprays of a landscape grass I don't remember the name of. There are bits and pieces of a few more things too.
A conglomeration: a number of different things, parts, or items that are grouped together.
Our nation is kind of like that, a conglomeration of different ages and histories, origins and races and ethnicities, lifestyles and economic conditions and educational backgrounds. We have diverse political ideals, but hopefully we share some values. So many differences, yet we are grouped together as one nation.
Yesterday we voted. It appears that the reds got redder and the blues got bluer. I wish I could feel satisfaction over some of the outcomes. I am happy that we will now have some checks and balances in Washington DC. My blue state got bluer too. But the divisions seem to just get more bitter.
This morning the president was back on TV berating journalists and spouting falsities, sharpening the knives that divide us. He says he will work with the new House leadership, except not if they start investigations. But there is so much to investigate. How will we move forward?
Conglomerations can make a pretty arrangement. It's not so hard with plants.
With nations it's a lot harder.
I guess we just keep trying.