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My scrapbook yard

I realized as I was walking around my yard that my yard is my friends and family scrapbook. Here we have the 4 lilac bushes my friend Rose told me to pull up from the yard at our old house because the current renter would just mow them down! They bloomed this year and are very happy they were rescued. Here is the crab apple tree my dad bought for $0.50 cents from Walmart when they were on there way to the dumpster. One of many that is thriving and delightful to behold in any season, most especially spring.  Ah, the catalpa my dear husband bought for me, dug a hole for, and helped me plant.  It blooms later then the catalpa's in town and is growing strong and tall.  The flowers are amazing to me, like little lilies that don't know they are supposed to fragile and fussy. Red hot pokers, from Nebraska via Rose and Frank.  The willow tree I planted for little ones to play under, now Zoe likes to "hike" under its long reaching branches. Here, reaching to the high heavens, are the extension office trees planted when we first moved in.  Everyone helped with those, they were just a twig, mere hopes of trees, when we planted them almost 17 years ago.  The weeds were always taller then they were the first year, but some survived and now they gracefully beckon you to the shadows under their branches.  The rocks in the pond from a dear friend, placed with great care by my brother Larry.   Finally, we have the drama queen of the prairie, the Ohio Buckeye John bought for an anniversary, mother's day, I love you so much day.  He had to search for it like treasure and finally found it at the back of the lot at the tree farm. We carefully picked a spot for it and babied it the first year. Now, it hosts giant bumble bees in the spring and goes through every season with flare and extravagance. My scrap book yard, I see my dears ones every where. Sometimes you will see me with my head buried in the branches, like the arms of a friend, tears of joy running down my cheeks.

Will the dust praise You?

Psalm 30:9 "What gain is there in my destruction,in my going down into the pit? Will the dust praise you?Will it proclaim your faithfulness?"
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