The blessings of my Lord……..Spring came home and waited for me to return.

I was gone to Morocco and when I returned, I went out out for a walk after the rain and behold life had sprung from the dead. Flowers called me, the green grass sprung tiny buds  and the fresh air welcomed me home….. I am most grateful that spring came and waited for me to get home………Image

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These are the poor girls bridal flowers, they grow wild, fresh and pristine in their purity and bring joy to the passerby.

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The azaleas grow in the acidic soil of the south, glorious in the spring they change a poor mans abode to a kings palace with their extravagance of color.......one of the two favorites of my mother

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Every spring they bloom with their amethyst clarity lighting the way to the last resting place of my mother and my son......

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Wild roses or miniature dogwood flowers line the walkway to the river

ImageThe yellow flowers hang on a tree over looking the canal

A swan swims with the canada geese in the river...

5 thoughts on “The blessings of my Lord……..Spring came home and waited for me to return.

    • Alhamdollillah I have walked this path literally and figuratively when it was dead and when it came alive. Please keep me in your duas.

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