This past month has been full of flowers. It seemed as if every day there was something new budding happily away in it's corner, happy in it's beauty, but content to hide all it's loveliness in the tall grass.
I never seemed to notice the flowers before. I don't know why. It sounds strange, but all at once I seemed to notice them. And as I gazed at the beauty of one I would glance over and see another one, patiently waiting to be noticed by some one. One of the things that I thought the strangest, was that even the nasty weeds that invade our gardens, and scratch at our feet as we walk, had flowers on them.
It was almost like some one was coming, some one very important, and the flowers had decorated the yard, and made it to look nice in honor of this some one. But, not only had the flowers decorated for this some one, even the weeds found it in themselves to dig deep into the scratchiness of themselves, and pull out that which is most beautiful. Even the grass rose to the occasion; and all had their own beautiful colors to show. The different grass that grows in our yard, were full of pinks, purples, yellows, and one was even white with little brown stripes down the petals. The flowers that the weeds produced were but slightly bigger than the grass'. There was yellow ones that would lay close to the ground, like a rug; and purple ones that were in clusters all huddling together, and there was one that was tall and thin, and at the top of each stalk, there was a little fuzzy white flower that would only open at a certain time each day.
I love to go each day and pick a vase of flowers to have on the kitchen table. I would go each day and try to find a new flower to have in my vase....a small reminder that God loves us so much that He made flowers to brighten our days with color, fragrance, and simple beauty. (you know I find it fascinating that when a painter paints a flower, everyone is so amazed at the beauty of the painting, and how well the painter captured each small detail, that they forget the creator that made the flower for the painter to paint.......just a thought..)
|Some of the roses that grow by our porch.|
|Some of the grass. It is beautiful when this will cover a whole |
front yard. So far it has only grown large enough to have cute
little patches of purple around our yard. :)
|Here is some of the wild-flowers that grow around|
|Some of our old Five O'clock's grew back in our garden this |
year. At 5:00pm every night, they will open.