Out on a limb
All Tied Up
Out on a limb
All Tied Up
What comes to mind when you read the word drip? A leaking faucet, perhaps? A roof with leaks large enough to place trash cans underneath to collect the welcomed water? Images of thatched roofs dripping from monsoons? The outer edge of umbrellas shedding the rainwater away from your head? Or, dare I say, even the constant whining from a family member or acquaintance?
I thought of leaves and flowers dripping from a fresh watering. In the following photos, I almost waited too long to capture the dripping water. How beautiful water droplets are!
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.
Soon, we will see the vibrant colors of Spring.
Soon, we will smell the fragrance of lilacs and all other blooming flowers.
Soon, we will feel the texture of lush leaves and delicate petals.
Soon, we will witness bees and butterflies pollinating, and birds propagating.
Soon, we will experience the full wonder of this season.
And, if we keep our eyes, ears and noses open to her transforming beauty, Spring offers treasures we cannot make nor buy, but simply enjoy for free.
Spring also offers her greatest gift…Resurrection.
May our hearts be open to all that is Spring.
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.
Simply captivating. I hope you agree.
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!
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