Dear teeny garden,
It’s lily season, and the stargazing has begun. For me, it never really ends; head in the clouds I’ve been told my whole life. As an only child, it’s easy to appreciate this wonderful gift, and I am more grateful for it every day.
There’s so much that we’re only able to see when we still ourselves.
Like intricacies, a peek at a heart, just a peek because who has ever known one except our Creator, glimpses into nature and light, stars that aren’t always up above but right by our side.
Stand still and consider the wondrous works of God.Job 37:14
Like the sunshine splashing in my orange honey tea and the little joy of a matryoshki lineup.
Let your heart be merry.