Orange has joined the meadow—the happy text I sent to Jessie, my daughter-in-law, a few early mornings ago.

 

I’ve been flat out amazed at the sheer joy I feel every time a new color, or variety of flower, appears in Flutter-butter’s Wildflower Surprise Garden. The name’s a mouthful, to be sure; but Faith Cora’s hands helped sow it, so her imagination got to name it.

 

She spotted a new colored cornflower in the meadow’s middle yesterday and we waded our way through tall red clover to see it up close. So far, the cornflowers have appeared dressed in shades of vivid periwinkle, pale lilac, white, vibrant pink, pastel pink, and the newest—red grape-Aggie maroon. It amazes me that each flower displays slight varying shades plus some have different colored centers. We watch the unopened buds closely because it’s anybody’s guess as to what color they’re going to be.

 

My spirit soars in praise when God offers me such daily blessings; and I talk to Him—sometimes to the flowers too—when I walk through their wildly jumbled profusion.

 

 

Holy, holy, holy…Lord God Almighty

 

Early in the morning my praise shall rise to thee.

 

 

And today’s early morning, latte-time, Word bouquet:

 

 

“Look at the lilies and how they grow.

 

They don’t work or make their clothing,

 

yet Solomon in all his glory

 

was not dressed as beautifully as they are.

 

And if God cares so wonderfully for flowers

 

that are here today and thrown into the fire tomorrow,

 

he will certainly care for you…

  

Luke 12:17-18