|Flower power van|
I subscribe to the "bouquet of the week" from the German magazine "Living at Home.de" to see what my tribe's doing in Europe. This autumn, the flower power in my yard makes me smile, too.
In September, I browsed Home Depot's clearance racks for summer-end bargains.
The lime greens of wasabi coleus, drooping and leggy, caught my eye first. Then I spotted the vibrant reds of spiky draceanas, periwinkle zinneas, and drooping white vines (don't know their names).
|Plainly perfect: yellow pansies|
Jonathan (youngest son, paying his rent in labor) took his machete to the rims of the ingrown pots to wedge old growth away from the clay. I could never have lifted the solid root balls! Cheers for young muscle! He mixed peat moss, soil, and compost in a wheelbarrow and refilled the empty pots with fresh medium.
|The courtyard in autumn|
This morning, I thank God for the bright spectacles of plants. He allows our hands to work the soil and our eyes to appreciate the beauty that grows there. I'm grateful for the bonus of color ... not only that God lavished color on us, but that he generously created our eyes and hearts with the capacity to enjoy an abundance of reds, yellows, blues, and every shade between.