I’m Fond of Plants That Are Sturdy

I’ve learned my lesson. Well, pretty much. When it comes to plants, I don’t really do “delicate.” I know folks who have greenhouses and hothouses, and they grow beautiful things. I grow beautiful things, too, but they have to be sturdy. I do purchase and plant things that are annuals (they don’t usually live through the winter). But I’m most fond of the perennial plants, the plants that I put in the ground once and they return each spring. This year, of course, things are somewhat different, after the epic ice and snow and very low temperatures we had in February. It’s April now, and if some plants haven’t returned, then I’m thinking that they’re not going to.

I pointed the shape out to David, and he said that, yeah, he’d noticed it, and, at first, thought it might be a squirrel. When Peter came, a week ago, I called his attention to it, and said that, when I first saw it, I thought it was a cat, maybe. And David said that he thought it might be a squirrel. And Peter looked at us and said, “It’s a piece of wood.” Ah, nature.

Outside and inside, of me, of what surrounds me, the sunrise, the sunset, the grass, the flowers, the trees. Life and love, friends and family. What makes me ponder, what surprises me, what comforts me, what’s worth singing and shouting our praises to God through Jesus, the Messiah!