Speechless!

The thing I love most about our yard is that something is ALWAYS blooming!  Even in the dead of winter, the glossy green branches of the camellia bushes in our west garden can barely support the soft majestic snowy white flowers that threaten the beauty of the most beautiful roses. 

In my previous post you saw our first glorious sign of spring amidst the Azaleas and Dogwoods. Just as those blooms began to fade, the hydrangeas teased us with tight green buds that would soon burst into round globes of pink, blue and lavender.

It facinates me to see how quickly a plant goes from a mass of brown dead wood to green leaves larger than my hands and blossoms lovely enough for an oil painting.

The Anthony Waterer Spirea have been poised for weeks, simply waiting for the perfect sunny warm day to unlock tiny buds into sprays of delicate blissful pink splendor.

When the natural surrounding you is this grand, what words can you use? 

Thank you God for rendering me speechless!!

Be love and be blessed!