Wildflowers

This time of year the wildflowers are in full bloom around here and I love seeing patches of them in my son's yard, along the roads and in pastures and empty fields. Alas the empty spaces are quickly turning to 'Master Planned Communities'. Where will God plant his gardens if we pave over all the dirt? Times like these I regret not having been able to see our dreams of retiring in the country come true. But life (and death) had other plans so I enjoy what I can while I can and trust the future will hold something entirely different but equally inspiring. But today I will just love God's Garden.