...so to speak. I actually don't raise roses. They tend to threaten the reputation of my 'green thumb.' I've had a few bad experiences. The reason I'm posting these photos which I took on September 18, is that it never ceases to thrill me to see the beauty of the flowers that are still holding their color, even the middle of September.
We will soon have a hard frost and will lose this stunning color until next spring. We, who choose to live in NW Wisconsin, will live in a world of white from November or December until sometime in mid April, when the daffodils bloom.
So, I enjoy and appreciate every bit of living color I can get now. I suspect that this is my very last echinacea of the season.
When we take the time to look closely at any one of these blossoms, to notice its distinct complexity, we can't help but be reminded of how much care went into the design. The same One who designed the intricate blossoms of the zinnea and echinacea also designed each one of us and cares about the smallest details of our lives.
...God opposes the proud but gives grace to the humble. Humble yourselves, therefore, under God's mighty hand, that He may lift you up in due time. Cast all your anxiety upon Him, for He cares for you. I Peter 5:5b-7