The tulips that got left in a pot after last spring have surprised me! They have come up exceedingly early, and look absolutely gorgeous, come rain or shine. The poor things were just shoved down the side of the house (a sunless, windy place,) and now look at them!Flowers and plants never cease to amaze me! I can't call it a will to live, because as far as I know, plants don't have a consciousness. But live they are jolly well going to. Sometimes even putting concrete or tarmac over them won't stop them coming up through cracks that seemingly weak little shoots have made.
Maybe I should take a lesson from them! It is so easy to give up, and say well, I can't do this that or the other, I'm stuck with not being able to walk properly, moan, moan, moan! Maybe I should get my weak leg and worm it through difficulties, like the shoots of plants, and just get on with things!
As its Sunday today, thought I'd give myself a 5-minute sermon!
5 comments:
So gorgeous, so beautiful... now I am chastising myself for not forward thinking and planting bulbs!!
Thank you so much for your comment..it made me smile just now :)
I need somewhere to let my deeper thoughts about life out.. and so the blog gets it!! :) hope your Sunday is beautiful too, x
My mum is a tulipholic and thats exactly what we gave her recently for her house warming.It was love at first sight for her :).You are blessed to be surrounded by god's gift of nature.
((((Gilly))))there's a hug for you. Wish I were near by to do just that. I love these pictures. The flowers are such a good reminder that things are always changing and there is always room for something new to come forth. You are a blessing...
i rather think there might be a line of us chastising ourselves for not forward thinking and planting bulbs
:)
stunning colours! like a new spring dress...and all swirly.
flowers and plants are very inspirational to me as well....I wrote a story about a little tree which never gave up....if you're interested, on my blog at the top, type in "the crooked little tree" and it will come up I think. it is really about a woman whom i meet in a counselling session who was so frail and ill and yet feisty as all get out.
the story has since been read by my cousin to her grade 8 class as a starting point for discussion and by a preacher i don't even know who used it in his SERMON! how cool.
may we always be surrounded by lesson on resilience and determination.
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