Fanfare & Ballyhoo: The Connie
August. I take my camera outside so I can capture the
beauty of these disorderly flowers. I imagine these fields of
uncultivated flowers long after they disappear in mid–
September.
I am a Tight Bud Waiting to Unfold
As with most transitions in life, inspiration begins as a tiny seed planted deep in the mind. I envision life-changes as a little fluttering butterfly swooping across a flower garden, gliding on the breeze on a warm summer day. Our life is a blossom dancing in the moment as the Holy Spirit orchestrates the music.
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