To see beauty.
We have to look.
To see beauty.
We have to look.
Simple expressions of kindness can leave lingering thoughts of happiness and pictures of beauty.
Flowers grown by a friend
Be still in the moment.
Listen, look at life.
10 Be still, and know that I am God;
I will be exalted among the nations,
I will be exalted in the earth! NKJV
As freezing temperatures approached, I cut the stem and brought the blooms inside.
While walking in my yard yesterday and I noticed an amaryllis bulb that had grown and produced a strong stem with a richly colored bud.
I knew it was getting ready to open into a beautiful amaryllis flower. This is the first year for one stem to grow by itself. There are many more bulbs at the same spot that have not grown yet. I was fascinated by this one amaryllis fulfilling its purpose, all alone, yet strong and beautiful. Hence the poem below:
Man born of woman
is short of days and full of trouble.
2 He blossoms like a flower, then withers;
he flees like a shadow and does not last.
Actions and expressions can brighten someone’s day.
Fall is here!
Reflecting back to early summer, I remembered taking pictures of my peony bush. I love the peony bloom. This year for the first time, I noticed how beautiful the bloom is as it is loosing all of the petals.
Even when all petals are gone the peony bloom is still beautiful. A tribute to the beautiful life lived by a friend of mine.
Having fun visualizing shapes in the sky while looking at the clouds.
A long time friend did some research for me and discovered I had the wrong name for this beautiful plant. It is not Jack in the Pulpit as I once thought. A very kind, older gentleman gave me this plant, so it will always be special to me regardless of the name. I think I will leave the identification of plants to those more qualified than I am. I will just take their pictures and enjoy their beauty.
I wanted to post and update showing all the stages of growth of this plant. It always has something growing throughout the season.
SEE THE FLOWERS
I was given with great love.
To someone to take care of and enjoy.
I grew and and grew every year.
With foliage pretty and green.
Never showing what lay beneath.
This year I let my flower appear.
I am so glad that you could see.
Sometimes in life we miss the flowers.
That hide inside of others.
Because we do not see.
Weeds so beautiful under my feet as I walk, brightens my day, brings a smile to my face
and adds beauty everywhere I look.
Enter into his gates with thanksgiving, and into his courts with praise: be thankful unto him, and bless his name.
5 For the Lord is good; his mercy is everlasting; and his truth endureth to all generations.
Psalm 100:4-5 KJV
Yes, I did say beautiful. I have always thought it was, but I also thought it made me have allergies. Now today I read that it was probably the ragweed and not the beautiful goldenrod. I also read that it is or has been used for a lot of medicinal purposes. If interested the University of Maryland has a lot of information on this.
The weed withers, flowers fade, But the word of our God stands forever. Isaiah 40:8 ESV
Twisted vines in all directions
How do you know where to go
Up and up the trellis you climb
No end it seems you can find
Flowers pretty on the vine
Leaving sights and smells to behold
Have I flowered on my twisted road
Given beauty to behold
Twisted our roads in life may be
Going, it seems, in all directions
Upward, forward, reaching for the goal
Always more to be done
Looking backward on our vine
What is it that we see
Flowers of love and kindness
Fragrance to be remembered
Times with dried blooms
Weak and non-producing
Restoration we had to receive
Never broken from our source of strength
Your flower is gone but beauty remains
As on the trellis you do cling
Our lives are much the same
Hoping beauty remains
The beauty of sharing God’s love
Given freely to everyone
With the fragrance of kindness
On twisted vines and twisted roads
GAY NELL OLIVE