I confess I do not know what this flower’s name is. Before its name becomes important you must appreciate what it is. I can’t help you smell it or touch its texture, but you can make the visual inquiry. What do you see? shape…symmetry, organization, numbers…
If I tell you its name (assuming I knew it), the tendency is to drop it and move on. Sometimes a name becomes a hindrance to examination. Once we know a name, we assume we know and cease our learning. Give it your own name based on what you observe. Expand your curiosity, The created world is a wonderful to behold, always expanding on closer examination.
But in keeping with his promise we are looking forward to a new heaven and a new earth, where righteousness dwells. So then, dear friends, since you are looking forward to this, make every effort to be found spotless, blameless and at peace with him.
1 Sing to the Lord a new song; sing to the Lord, all the earth. 2 Sing to the Lord, praise his name; proclaim his salvation day after day. 3 Declare his glory among the nations, his marvelous deeds among all peoples.
Last fall a student brought a small caterpillar in to school from the families carrot patch. I wondered whether the carrot tops would last long enough for it to go into a chrysalis stage. New fall leaf sprouts did the trick and being late in the season, it over wintered in our garage. She’s a beauty and survived the classroom parade to visit all who helped feed her. To view the chrysalis, click here.
We don’t call them breeches anymore. I haven’t heard the term britches since I was a child, yet this archaic us of the old Dutch men’s leggings captures the caricature well. These pants hung out to dry on the line with their deep feathery green foliage are a bit of early spring whimsy.
Spring Beauties form a forest floor carpet that invites spring into the woodlands. I’ve never been able to adequately capture the carpet effect, but I do hope you enjoy the delicate white-pinks of these close ups.
You will go out in joy and be led forth in peace; the mountains and hills will burst into song before you, and all the trees of the field will clap their hands. Instead of the thornbush will grow the juniper, and instead of briers the myrtle will grow. This will be for the Lord’s renown, for an everlasting sign, that will endure forever.”