See how the flowers of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will He not much more clothe you—you of little faith? - Matthew 6:28-30
Me too, Mary Anne! They were last-minute shots just before we left our friends' driveway. Until I got home, I wasn't sure I even got anything in focus. I couldn't have been more pleased when I downloaded the pictures.
This made me think of life. I pray that as I get older I will age with charm and grace.
ReplyDeleteI had that same thought.
DeleteThat's what I was aiming for. Yay for a successful haiku! ☺
DeleteLovely! Those gates make very charming headboards.
ReplyDeleteI was imagining that myself, May. :)
DeleteI love this! Would have happily given it a home in our garden too.
ReplyDeleteMe too, Mary Anne! They were last-minute shots just before we left our friends' driveway. Until I got home, I wasn't sure I even got anything in focus. I couldn't have been more pleased when I downloaded the pictures.
DeleteI love it that you made a haiku about our gate!!! ~ Lynne
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you approve, Lynne. :)
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