I sit here on my back porch and wonder. What makes my rose bushes bloom all summer, through the most intense heat? The watermelon color shimmers as the delicate blooms withstand wind gusts and blazing sun. They seem more like pieces of delicate paper ... yet ... they pop up and and linger for the longest time.
Then a new batch seems to flourish. It doesn't end. God is so creative. The white roses mingle with the yellows ones. The many shades of red dotted against as many shades of green invite me to linger in the garden for hours. "Take the foliage of beautiful trees ... and rejoice before the Lord your God... " Lev. 23:40