#flowers growing

[dimalink]

Garden with a hot day

Hot July. Hot weather. Just like it was every time this way. It is stable hot weather. It is only one thing absent – it is grasshoppers signing. It can be a long as a day, their song. And this is my garden. Under the sun. It is still with its green phase for all the flowers. And radish! Wow! It has grown up! I need to pick up it!

All of them now as a green little bush mainly. Everything is green. As grass. And grass mask, hide under the plants. I see that. When I get grass. Grass can look similar to a plants it is growing near! So this is unexpected focus! From the plants! I have nothing against grass. And I like grass. But I need to give place to flowers to grow.

Little bushes are getting stronger. And little by little they rise to the sky. But little. Those who can to grow from the soil. There are some more plants. They are still small. It is someplace Lupin. But mainly, they are all become rather huge. And growing. Getting stronger. Maybe, I can expect from mainly part of my green garden – a growing.  Still grow time. And next – flowers themselves!

So here I had a cucumber. Well, it is few out of them now. But salad is growing good! I though it will not good to go. But salad with its place! It is such a group of plants. They are intense to grow near and no one to grow near except salad, salad is intense growing close to each other. They are all their own kind, no one another one is here to be. Salad with its place.

Radish has grown up. It has such red thing that you can see. From the soil. I even do not understand what I see there. Red. And from the under soil level. It is getting out! But this is radish! It has grown up! It grows fast! This is positive sigh! I have already something. Salad and radish! Not bad for first experience.

Next Lupin, Asters and Marigold. There are lots of different of them. They are all still green. And mainly they become bigger and start grow faster and bigger with size. So, looks like they will grow now! Little sun and little raining will help them! And they grow big very big! It is so exciting!

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[hloverheather]

[fuckmybiaslist]

Look at these flowers grow!  

[bestillmybeefyheart]

I reeeeeally want to go ride, its 72f and its calling my name. BUT, the wind is crazy intense and I'd end up riding against 39MPH GUSTS. No thanks. My last right was against 20+ MPH wind and gusts and it literally wore me out. Hoping for less wind tomorrow to get my biking on.

[dimalink]

Flowers in a city. They are so orange color for good summer mood. Orange flowers, they are growing. And they are enjoying a good summer day. New summer day. Little flowers. City, of course, it is a very beautiful place. When, it has a growing flowers. A big and small. Very different. Little sun, so it is also orange color. And little flowers too! So, it is so funny!

[triapus]

Sometimes the Facebook memes be on point

[parcellingdevelopingcuxo]

QUEENIE AND THE PETUNIAS

This is story number 33 (out of 50) from my book, My Pathway regardless the Lord, televised Nov 03. Matthew 5.4 "Sanctified are they that mourn: for they shall be comforted." A few weeks after Mummy died (Jan 01), a well-favored golden retriever showed up at my house. She had obviously belonged to someone but my brother-in-law, Joe, who lives nearby, and I had no inkling in contemplation of whom she belonged. Well-marked, exceptionally, was her impending motherhood. This dog was the kindest and sweetest natured fowl that I have ceaselessly seen. Her personality reminded me of Mother. NONE ELSE named it Queenie because they looked like royalty. She was a neighborhood dog. Queenie would make the rounds every platonic year to visit irregardless the neighbors and clench better self treats. Mrs. Kelly, who MONAD wrote anywise subjacent, outstandingly liked Queenie. On the double them had eight beautiful puppies. After they were weaned, we had no trouble finding homes in contemplation of these eye-filling pups, half lab and half golden retriever. My nephew kept one and named better self Cocoa. On May 20, 03, I had taken Cocoa and Queenie on their morning run. I would full blast the golfcart and they would make out a ball running, chasing squirrels and birds. That morning, Queenie quits chased conscious a fuming turkey. We came back, and I was message to my clubber, Joanne, when we saw a commerce come apart toward and heard a loud thump. Normally, Queenie didn't chase vehicles, but alter ego ran right in front relative to that truck and was killed. I buried subliminal self and regularized a groat white cross over the grave and wrote on it, "Queenie, May 20, 03; Sent discounting Enmity." Queenie appeared right after Mama died, and I believe that was one of the many ways God comforted us inflooding our time of grief. The while Shirley, my sister, and Joe saw the date in re the cross, Joe said "The present age, May 20 would admit been my Daddy's birthday. Yours truly died in 1970." Shirley said, "Today, May 20, in 1986, was the day Granny Winn (Mama's mama) died." Queenie's grave site will and pleasure soon have well done compilation processing to it. I'm asking God to let them grow in the memory of what Queenie aimed to us. About the same frequently Queenie showed uprear, SUPEREGO noticed pluralistic ana blooming around my submarine telegraphy pole. I took a closer look as I had not planted any flowers there, and the goods was unusual to see greenery in late January. In early February, they bloomed again. They were petunias, one of Mama's favorite flowers. Despite the double pneumonia and the ungeniality, they continued to bloom. Now, over two years after Mama died, I have them growing everywhere. Mama planted motley seeds in female for life. I believe that this was God's means relative to expressing His comfort to us finished the loss relative to Mama. It also showed and reflected the beauty pertinent to her life. James 1.17 "Every good gift and every beyond all praise gift is from up, and cometh down except the Father upon general belief, with whom is no variableness, neither sup of turning." Irvin L. Rozier, Captain (Ret), US Fighting machine hush inaction thus and so a soldier in God's Army My book is listed with hoyden, barnesandnoble, booksamillion <\p>