|"Urban Roses II"|
I have been browsing back through old photos I took during the past couple of summers, and I chose a few florals to brighten up the blog tonight. Flowers are such a big part of my life, and I miss them this time of year when we're teetering in between autumn's shorter days and winter's first frost.
On the drive home from church today, Nick and I noticed how last week's fiery red trees are almost bare now, stripped of the color that made Autumn such a welcome event. Soon we'll face three long months of colorless skies and bare, cold branches.
While that might sound dreary, the good news is that our God knows what he's doing. He's kept our seasons rotating nicely since he first pronounced his creation "good". He's kept the sun and moon hanging in space and the planets doing what planets are suppose to do. And I have to say, I'm more than impressed. I'm amazed by his handiwork, where I discover his loving signature spread across the sky each dawn and written in the last rays of sunlight at dusk.
Yes, we'll have gray days ahead, but Spring will return right on time and then we'll all be giddy about our perennials pushing their new green heads above ground, and our trees alive with new leafy buds. In the meantime, I'll be content with flower photos like these via my archived files.
As icy mornings tiptoe in, I'm pretty certain I'll end up singing the praises of frozen spiderwebs and ice-encrusted gates, because when I look closely, even Winter possesses an awesome beauty of its own.
Have a beautiful week! Whether sunny or gloomy gray, there's always something to celebrate.