My Favorite Part of Spring

 On Sunday morning, I woke up to a brilliant world, sparkling with sunlight.  I had worship, got up, ate breakfast, and quickly bounded outside to take some photos while the light still lasted.  Around here, right now, the morning might start out great, but most likely by 10 a.m. we are back under a cloud cover.  But this morning was different.  It stayed sunny all day, and warm.  It got up to 65 degrees!  I did not need a coat, it was so warm!  What a contrast to the snow last week!

As I eagerly ventured outside, the birds were singing, the frogs were croaking, and the wind was playing a merry tune in the trees.

This is my favorite kind of day.  It makes me think about how wonderful God was to create such a perfect world.  He could have made it like the moon, or mars, bare and desolate.  But he didn't, he made it full of life, sound and color.  And he gave us the ability to enjoy it in hundreds of different ways.

When I got out there, hearing the frogs croak, made me wonder if perhaps I could photograph one.  It didn't come to my mind that maybe I could even photograph two.  I wasn't sure I would be able to find one, much less photograph it.  But I silently crept in the direction the sound of a croaking frog.  I looked around, and to my amazement, the sound was coming from inside the greenhouse.  I was almost ready to turn back, when I thought, "It won't hurt to go in and take a look."  So I moved the brick that holds the door shut, opened it, and walked in to the hot house.  It might have been 80 or 90 degrees in there.  I was sweating from the moment I walked in.  But there they were, two little beauts, Pacific Tree Frogs, the most common frogs in our area.  Their colors range from brown to green and even blue.

When I finished taking photos of the two little frogs in the greenhouse.  I decided to go take photos of the crocus, which were blooming at their height.  When I got there, a little green tree frog, about 1/4 of an inch long, sat there looking at me, next to the crocus.  I snapped some photos of him there (see the first photo in this post), then I tried to put him on a crocus for some more photography, but those photos didn't turn out.

What an invigorating morning for viewing God's creation!  I'm so thankful!

Is there any spring appearing in your life?  Post it on your blog, and come back and tell me where to go see it.

Thank you, Mother, for typing this post for me today.

Spring?

A lovely lavender crocus

 Crocus are already blooming.

Our spinach has sprouted.  Spring must be on it's way.   I am thankful!

Blooming

When a person grows up in Jesus, his life starts to bloom.  It gets prettier and prettier.  Jesus is the gardener, and we're His little flowers.  He planted us in the place He wants us to be.

Our life may have been more like a thistle, covered with spines and thorns, but with Jesus the spines and thorns will disappear, and we will begin to bloom like a beautiful garden flower. 

We begin to take on the fragrance of the Lord and the beauty and color a lovely blossom. 

God has given us a great lesson from the flower; growing, blooming, and being quite happy where ever they are planted. 

Have you ever seen a flower complaining about where it was planted?  I haven't.  We shouldn't complain about circumstances in our life, even if they are hard. 

God has a plan.  He has promised to take care of us and to help us bloom in him.

Are you blooming today?

  "All things work together for good for those who love God." 

My Little Miracles

When I was about 4 or 5, I love Marigolds.  But there was one little difficulty. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't pronounce their name correctly.  I called them, "Miracles!"

Miracle is a fitting name for any flower, for in truth, it is a miracle.  The metamorphosis between a seed and and a plant, a plant and a flower is truly a miracle, for no matter how hard man tries, they can't make life from a pile of screws and bolts, or a blob of lifeless plastic.  Only our Creator, our loving God, can make anything grow.  And what an astounding job He did with the miracle of the Marigold.

What would we do without God?

Daffodils - Like Glowing Suns

Just after I went to the tidepools, we decided to go see the daffodil fields, enjoy their fires of yellow, sitting in oceans of green. 

When I got there I was greatly surprised, for they were not just fires of yellow,

 they were suns of yellow, and so big! 

 We went to see the tulip fields, but only one tulip was blooming.

Still, the buds were interesting.  On the way back I thought "Why aren't the tulips blooming when the tulip festival is half over?  I think it's about time." 

And I thought to myself that the first thing everyone was praying for was the sun, to make the tulips bloom, but their prayers were not answered (at least while I was there.) 

But maybe they needed to go back to look at the promise of the sun in the daffodil's glowing golden petals.

 

Can you see God's glowing promises in your life today?