Or how I learned that the end of the world as we know it, isn't always a bad thing
Sunday, September 7, 2008
The last of summer
God is so creative. How many flowers in the world? How many shades of pink? How many shapes and textures? I'll tell you. Endless. That's how many. God's amazing artistry showcased at the local arboretum.
Daughter of the King, wife to Mark, mom to six, grandma to three, speech/language pathologist, dog owner, girlfriend, traveler, reader, blogger, Southern roots, Midwest values, slight insomniac and therefore, sometimes addled. :~)