Sunday, April 19, 2015

Neither "Labor nor spin"

What a beautiful Spring morning it is! Some poet, who's name...if I ever knew ...have forgotten, wrote that a morning like this made him feel like "flying." I feel like flying too, but I can't. 

However, I can at least show you the gorgeous flowers blooming in my backyard here in Northern Virginia:


Weeds, you say. Balderdash! 

 “A weed is but an unloved flower.” ― Ella Wheeler Wilcox

"Consider how the wild flowers grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you, not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these.   -Luke 12:27