The Flower Garden

My mother loved the hymn, "I Come To the Garden Alone".  Do you know it?

I come to the garden alone while the dew is still on the roses,                                                                     And the voice I hear falling on my ear, The Son of God discloses

And He walks with me and He talks with me,   

And He tells me I am his own;       

And the joy we share as we tarry there,   

None other has ever known

He speaks, and the sound of his voice is so sweet    

The birds hush their singing,
And the melody that He give to me Within my heart is to ringing.                                                                       And He walks with me and He talks with me,                                                                                               And He tells me I am his own;

And the joy we share as we tarry there,
None other has ever known

Here are some pictures from my flower garden this year.

  

I love this passion flower!  Passionate for it.  (ha)

Do you see the kitty hiding under the lilies, watching for little birdies!

 And why are you anxious about clothing? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin, yet I tell you, even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these.  Matthew 6:28-29

What joys flowers bring to our lives!  God created the world and I am so thankful He filled it with their beauty!