If you are anything like me, you never tire of flowers, planting them , tending them,nurturing and enjoying them; perhaps it’s because they are only with us for such a short time in the Northeast. Their beauty is fleeting and precious, much like life. We need to cherish every moment . I always carve out time from the hectic pace we keep here on our small farm to be certain there are as many blooms as possible.
I know that in life beauty passes all too soon,
my beloved Grandmother
will have been gone from this world for
six month on the fourth of July;
such beauty could never be be gone however…
her beauty lies within our family forever.
I think she’d like this single red rose…
I am grateful for the little things.
Gardening, somehow gives hope for the future.
Iris’ were the first flowers I ever drew…
Where flowers bloom ~ so does hope ( Lady Bird Johnson), I am always inspired by my youngest sisters’ love of gardening, and the beauty she creates. Where ever she goes beauty follows. I am blessed.
Simplicity sometimes holds the most beauty.