The Ebb and Flow

As the glory of my blackthorn flowers fade for another year:

and my Deshojo starts to show the beauty of its foliage:

I couldn’t help but think:

… all flesh is as grass, and all the glory of man as the flower of grass. The grass withereth, and the flower thereof falleth away:  But the word of the Lord endureth for ever.

 

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