
Walking by the Sea
If I were Jesus’ therapist, there is one moment in particular that I’d love to process Read More
The meditation was from one of my last garden visits in Georgia—to the University of Georgia extension garden at the Senior center in Canton, Georgia. It is a small but beautiful garden, and the white ginger plants there reminded me of our year in Hawaii on Oahu. They have a wonderful plant collection and even a bog garden. They also have a herb garden with a rosemary plant that has lasted many years in place. Also the chaste tree there, also known as Vitex, is awesome in bloom. In addition, they have classes there and a spring plant sale. I could go on.
Returning to Seattle, after ten years in Georgia has been kind of a culture shock in many ways—politically, socially, and environmentally. It is cold here! The yard of our house—which was rented out—is severely overgrown. It’s a jungle. Two of our rose bushes have died, but one had a nice bloom which I feature here. It is the last rose of fall-early winter.
Someone once said, “God wrote two books: one the Bible and two nature. God is still speaking.”