Since Joyce is away in New York, I am supposed to be in charge of watering the flowers. Fortunately for me, the grass is still green in spite of the fact that there has not been much rain. Usually the grass here is brown by this time of year–maybe that “brownness” will come in August.
However, there was a surprise in the back yard. Yesterday, “the mysterious flower” appeared again, even without my watering that spot. Amazing. I wonder what it is? It just shows up every year very politely. Smile.
Then, there are the phrases from Mrs. Cecil Alexander’s hymn: “All things bright and beautiful . . . the Lord God made them all . . . each little flow’r that opens . . . He made their glowing colors . . . ”