There is nothing more beautiful than a full day of storms: wind, rain, gusts, gales and hail.
Followed by . . .
a new morning.
Where sunlight breaks through the clouds . . .
and tempts the buds to open.
I couldn't resist an early walk through the garden this morning- still in my pajamas; camera in tow.
This is the best time of year for gardening dreams- all those outdoor months are stretched ahead and I can tell myself I have all the time in the world to make them come true!
Yes, there are places all over beginning to burst with life.
And nothing is more fresh and exuberant than the smell of the air
still damp but clear. . .
or the newness and depth of the colors soaked with rain and sunlight.
All sorts of beauty just popping up everywhere!
Now if only the sun will stay awhile so some real poking about can begin!
And speaking of poking-
I've had this orchid for over seven years, and it never bloomed again after I had brought it home.
There were so many times I wanted to give up on it, but I've been patient and hopeful- after all, the leaves still were green and pretty! Then suddenly, three months ago I noticed the beginning of a new stem, and it has grown steadily since . . . and now, this very morning the first bud has opened!
Maybe God is trying to say something here?
I hope everyone has a wonderful weekend filled with unexpected surprises and
lot' o green!