You have to marvel don’t you? Sweet symmetry, each petal delicate, exact! It’s art and it is everywhere.
Framing the gardens of well-to-do houses, pushing through cracks in the pavement of run-down apartments. Trees and fields might be the sole domain of the rich, or rural, but sweet (and smellsome) simplicity belongs to anyone with an hours sun & a glass of water to spare.
We sing “ring of rosies” as kids. We obsess about giving, or getting that first rose as a teen, Brides bound down the aisle with them and bodies bear wreaths on their coffins.
They can trigger a million different memories of days gone by, but better than pointing to the past, they point to a perfect creator who can create such an intricate gift, then spread them round in a million different ways, so common that we barely remember to look at them.
There’s your challenge for the day. Stop by a garden. Engage one of your senses, maybe them all. God made it. It’s time to enjoy it!
“Nature is but a name for an effect whose cause if God” — William Cowper.
Tim Goldsmith 