As the rigors of winter fade, a single gold crocus pushes through the mulch of my barren flowerbed and preens in the sun like a rollicking clown—the tenth year of such flowerings that reveals the Creator’s kiss.
Glad are our hearts this morning.
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March 20, 2019 at 6:02 pm
Ginny
What a wonderful crocus ! I can’ believe you have lived there for 10 years
March 20, 2019 at 8:22 pm
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Thanks, Ginny, for your response. Actually, it will be 13 years next month that I¹ve lived here and never been happier. The previous owners had the flowerbeds planted with perennials that eventually died out. The gold crocus appeared the following year.
Love, Liz
From: Heart Whisperings Reply-To: Date: Wednesday, March 20, 2019 at 12:02 PM To: Liz Moloney Subject: [Heart Whisperings] Comment: “Joy!”
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