This afternoon, preparing to cut the grass at the back of my neighbour’s house, I’m lowering my cable extension over the fence between us. On our side, as I leaned over, I had to negotiate my way around this rose, carefully feeding the cable behind it and up over the fence.
The last day of September, sunny but breezy, the tail end of a storm on its way in a day or two, and today, for a moment or two, this floral miracle was right in my face!
Yes, I’m easily pleased – maybe that’s a low-key form of gratitude, to hear an echo of the Creator’s grace when face to face with a rose. Or so it seemed to me
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