Dance in the rain

My appreciation of flowers came from my mom’s passion for plants. She even named me after a flower, Dahlia. From very young, mom had her hands in our small garden. She wore those cutesy floral cotton garden gloves and enriched the soil with old coffee grounds and egg shells way before composting became popular. She

Reflection

Sometimes, often after a passage of time (or years) we reflect on events/experiences and gain an understanding and appreciation of how and why things occurred they way they did. At times we interfere … with grace life plays out accordingly. Ecclesiastes 3:1 To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose