Lupines do add their color.

A long time ago, when my father gave up on roses, he set up the perennial bed in that spot in the garden.   It is an amazing chorus of color that comes alive each spring with each species blooming in sequence as if there was one conductor orchestrating the whole thing.

The lupines with their spikes of color are just part of that sequence.    I now work hard to keep the flowers blooming, keep the weeds in check, and to keep this space as a garden of peace and solitude.    The Lord God does the rest, and the result is magnificent.

 “And which of you by being anxious can add a single hour to his span of life?^{[g] 28} And why are you anxious about clothing? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin, ²⁹ yet I tell you, even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these.”

Matthew 6:27

The flowering crab apple blossoms come t\from the south side of Trinity Lutheran on Stewart.

Spring time means many things to me.  It means the warmer weather that is just around the corner.  It triggers memories of the happy times of the past when the snow was gone and kids could look forward to summer and the freedom that comes with it.

Springtime means growth and rebirth.   The celebration of the Resurrection of our Lord comes in spring with renewed hope.

My neighbors had an apple tree growing in their yard that blossomed just in time for the backyard picnics and for Confirmation Day.   The perfect backdrop for the family gathering.

That tree is gone now.   I sort of replaced it  with an evergreen.  A balsam at that.  That tree is a living gift from a now sainted aunt of mine.

These blossoms are from a tree growing on the south side of a place of worship and a place where I like to be gathered with my family to worship the Creator, Redeemer, and Holy Spirit.