Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Dear God,

How did color come into the world? How did no color become bright red, fuchsia or baby's breath white?

I don't remember a more beautiful spring. The purples and pinks are so brilliant, the yellow so bold and white, well, white against the blue sky is positively radiant.

Today I stood mesmerized by my azaleas. A few days ago I felt the same way as I gazed upon the dogwood tree out front. I can hardly wait for my iris to pop open.

All this beauty
comes from you,
Master Gardener.
You sprinkle color
into the world,
one color
at a time.
Teach us
to contemplate
the earth
and all
its resources,
always giving thanks.

Love, Andrea