I was just thumbing through some photos I took a few months ago. Many of the images were of flowers—roses, asters, marigolds, sunflowers, calendulas. I miss their vibrant colors and layers of delicate petals frequented by honeybees shopping for nectar. Sigh.
I asked myself the obvious: Why does a flowerholic like me live in such an intemperate climate?
I’m not sure.
Thankfully, I do have Blossom, who is sweet and lovely all year round!
|My all-season Blossom (taken at 0° F with light snow)|
“Even though the fig trees have no blossoms…
and the fields lie empty and barren…
yet I will rejoice in the Lord!” –HABAKKUK 3:17-18 (NLT)