First blooms from my grandmother’s (and great-grandmother’s) roses
blush when bid “say cheese!”
On the day following historic tornadic activity in the South,
seeing litter where life once stood,
I find solace in quiet, still, and simplistic beauty.
“He has made everything beautiful in its time.”
Ecclesiastes 3:11
He indeed has made everything beautiful in its time. Thanks for posting this and reminding of this Scripture…