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God is an amazing artist!
Almost overnight, my brown splotched lawn has turned into a lush carpet of green grass. The gardens, still covered with the leftovers of winter, are sprinkled with green spears pushing through the warming soil. They serve as a prelude to the breathtaking blossoms to come, in a variety of colors.
In the far-east garden, the first one I established when I moved to this centennial farm, stand two skinny-legged pink flamingos, the yard-art variety.
During my now one-year quarantine to avoid the coronavirus, I have been blessed to sort through mountains of artifacts from my ancestors. I found a black-and-white photograph of the flamingos in front of what we lovingly called the “Little House,” where I lived as a young child. That photograph was taken more than 70 years ago.
My mother was known for her beautiful flower gardens. I am pleased that her pink flamingos were well preserved, so I can use them in my garden. Although the paint is a bit faded and chipped, it does not detract from their charm.
Crowded close to those skinny legs are the first bursts of daffodils.
Thank you, God, for bridging my past with the newness of spring.
I celebrate your artwork!
© Judith Burton, Ph.D.
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