Have you ever considered the effect of a simple yet beautiful flower can have on the soul? This past week has been a real struggle for little o' me. I feel like my poor heart is being trampled by a herd of cattle. I'm trying so hard to keep up with my daily walks, they help clean out the cobwebs so that I can focus on making it around the park. All those deep breaths I take help purge all the ugliness that's surrounding my heart.Sadly, it wasn't enough. There is one thing that usually puts a smile on my face and that is flowers. I love all the different shapes and sizes of them and the color that bursts from them makes my heart sing. Just like the birds in my back yard. I tell you they were so happy to see me out in the back yard these past two days. I even saw my first hummingbird! A dear friend that I walk with has watched me admire these lovely pink and white tipped roses on our walk. As we walk by them you can smell their sweetness. I am overcome with memories of my very special Grandmother Terry. Whenever, I think of her I think of pink roses and it makes so very happy.
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