A pinwheel by definition is “a child’s toy consisting of a stick with colored vanes that twirl in the wind”. They can be found across the globe. Parades and birthday parties are among the most popular places to find them. They are whimsical, fascinating to watch, and just plain fun. Their simplicity is partly what makes them so enjoyable…they can be made from paper and plastic or we can buy one for a small amount of money. A simple rush of wind is all it takes to make them spin. Yet, they are still popular after centuries of playful use!
This is nature’s pinwheel. Actually, one of many such flowers with this type of configuration. This is a Vinca flower which grows from a vine and is actually a ground covering. Simple, but lovely. I am always amazed as I witness something from nature which has been copied or imitated by man. Think of planes and birds, for instance. One cannot escape the resemblance nor the actual physics of both.
We, as humans, strive to become more intelligent and better than the generation before. We are on a constant quest to develop technologies which advance whatever field they may be in. This is natural, I suppose, however, let us not forget who is the Original Designer of all that is beautiful…God. To imitate Him is the supreme compliment.
Let us not forget this fact in our hast to rush ahead to the next ‘discovery’ or ‘cure’. Man is always a step behind. This is better than not being in line at all, though. I certainly am grateful that He allows us to explore His creation for the betterment of mankind. Enjoy the simplicity as well as the complexity of this world we have been given to protect and magnify. And, guard against those who would manipulate His creation for evil intent.
Amethyst…a color or a mineral? Both, except the mineral doesn’t bloom, it develops. As soon as I looked at Cheryl’s flower garden awakening to Spring’s thaw, I immediately realized that several of these flowers are a particular shade of purple called amethyst.
Contrasting with the deep greens of late April, the purples certainly stand out…they almost shout out, “Hey, look at me!”. The water droplets are from a rain we received last night. Amazing how a rain can transform a landscape. Years ago I was exposed to deserts and mountain meadows which revealed their buried treasures years apart and for only a short span of time-all because of rain coupled with the right climatic conditions. Imagine seeing what only few will ever see…fields of color which are usually monotone.
No matter how you look at it, the Creator certainly has a flair for the magnificent!
Occasionally, a picture is worth a thousand words. I am not sure this image of one of our Clematis blooms qualifies in that category-not that the flower doesn’t, but the photographer (me) may not have presented her well enough; no digital tweaking done.
Nevertheless, I will keep this post to a minimum of words. Immediately to her right is a vine with the whitest of flowers you have ever beheld, and next to those are newly planted red colored flowers yet to bloom. Just imagine this spectacle in your mind…three totally independent clematis vines revealing their true colors without compromising their inherent beauty and DNA. Yet, they stand together as a testament to nature’s diversity.
You must excuse me for starring at this beautiful object. Lovely, is she not? And there are a hundred more like her! Obviously, I am biased in my assessment.
Soon these Daffodil blossoms will be the stars of the flower garden once they are done shooting skyward. Watching nature transform herself before my eyes is akin to witnessing the birth and growth of a child. This dynamic never gets old, nor do the vibrant colors of this welcomed season!
The following photographs are a vivid reminder of God’s elegant handiwork. All are found in our yard. Cheryl planted and nurtured the flowers (I help pull weeds on occasion). So many of you have volumes of beautiful flowers, shrubs and vines for which I offer no competition…just wanted to share the joy of some of nature’s beauty.
Star-gazer lily in the early morning light. Bowed in prayer. Inviting a closer look.Twin Star-gazers vying for position to be the first spoken to as the dew evaporates.Yellow lily of an unknown name to me. Awake for a while, and attentive to my presence.Black-eyed Susans stretching out after a good night’s rest. ‘All mixed up with no particular place to go…simply happy to be alive and well.Purple wildflower choosing to bloom alone, yet wanting to be noticed.Tulip tree flowers shouting aloud for everyone to see their uniqueness.Rose of Sharon blossoms bursting forth…just one clump of many vying for attention. Vinca pinwheel-shaped flower and lush green vines. Simple, yet astounding.
Well, I remembered to post no. 2…actually, I wrote myself a note to do so just in case I forgot to keep my promise. The very act of writing myself a note solidified my remembering. Whatever works, right? Today is a typical Spring day in our area with mild temperatures and rain on and off. All manner of flowers are shooting up from the dirt and trees are starting to bud out. The grass is turning greener and growing taller. These dynamics reminded me of a photograph of our dog, Carson, that I took last year- a little later in the season. The flowers are nasturtiums, and Carson is a Westie.
” Courage is not limited to the battle field. The real tests of courage are much quieter. They are the inner tests, like enduring pain when the room is empty or standing alone when you’re misunderstood “. Chuck Swindoll (for Greg & Dee)