The Sunflower
The cardinals and squirrels tipped the seeds out of the little wire feeder in my flower garden on to the mulch, and one seed decided to grow and keep growing ; then it stopped. It just sat in the sun for awhile, soaking up the rays and following the light with its shiny face. Then, one day, it started producing seeds by the hundreds when I blinked, so I harvested them and put them in a baggie in the bottom drawer of my refrigerator just so I could wrap them up in little, green filmy pieces of cloth to give away on Christmas day. I just couldn’t keep all those seeds for myself. I made little flower shaped boxes for the seeds and cut my pieces of green, filmy cloth and shiny ribbon. Then, I opened the drawer to the vegetable bin and took out the bag of seeds. They were molded, so I gave away empty, little flower boxes that year and learned a lesson about seeds, plastic bags and vegetable bins.
Merry Christmas!
The cardinals and squirrels tipped the seeds out of the little wire feeder in my flower garden on to the mulch, and one seed decided to grow and keep growing ; then it stopped. It just sat in the sun for awhile, soaking up the rays and following the light with its shiny face. Then, one day, it started producing seeds by the hundreds when I blinked, so I harvested them and put them in a baggie in the bottom drawer of my refrigerator just so I could wrap them up in little, green filmy pieces of cloth to give away on Christmas day. I just couldn’t keep all those seeds for myself. I made little flower shaped boxes for the seeds and cut my pieces of green, filmy cloth and shiny ribbon. Then, I opened the drawer to the vegetable bin and took out the bag of seeds. They were molded, so I gave away empty, little flower boxes that year and learned a lesson about seeds, plastic bags and vegetable bins.
Merry Christmas!
By the tender mercy of our God, the dawn from on high will break upon us, to give light to those who sit in darkness and in the shadow of death, to guide our feet into the way of peace.
Luke 2:78-79
Peace.
Love, Linda
1 comment:
The last piggy puddding I had reeked with alcoaholl. It was terrilble! As you can seee by mi riting I'm still drunk!
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