A Poem For Rose

Here’s a short poem, submitted by one of our frequent visitors, Anastacia! What do you think?

I sat here, looking at the roses in the garden.
My garden.
I sat here and saw beauty.
Beauty, so tender, so fragile.
I sat here and saw pain.
Hooking pain, so deep, so strong.
I sat here and saw hope.
Hope to overcome, hope to lend my love to the world.
I sat here, looking at the roses in the garden.
And in that moment, I understood it all.
Beauty has its flaws.
But in flaws, perfection is found.

Purple Beauty

Isn’t there just something lovely and melancholic about Wisteria? This lovely photo was snapped by Abigail, one of our constant readers.

Thanks for this one, Abi! Hope to get more from you soon!

Maria, I Did It

Today’s submission comes from Peter with a love note to his wife. He writes:


Remember how you said I wouldn’t be able to raise Petunias? Well, I’d like to tell you that I did it! I hope that you can visit them when you come back from your travels.

Much love,


Missing Summer

We got this submission from Brad. He goes on to write:

“What you see here is where Canola oil comes from. The yellow flowers you see are what we call Rapeseed or Rapaseed. It’s usually grown primarily for animal feed or to be turned int Canola oil. Before harvest, it’s a pretty great sight: unending fields of yellow–as far as the eye can see!”

Thanks for your informative post, Brad! We really appreciate it!


Today, we have a lovely submission from one of our dedicated readers, Shelly.

Shelly shared this photo from her trip to Japan. There is something that’s just lovely about sitting down beneath a cherry blossom tree in full bloom.

Thanks, Shelly! We’re praying for more safe travels for you!

Where It Never Ends

I went to the place you kept telling me about today.¬† It made me remember those moments where we talked as if we had all the time in the world. I wish you could have seen this with me but I know that somehow…you were there too. As your soul takes flight, my love, find another place for us. A place ¬†Somewhere it never ends. I’ll see you again. I promise.



Today’s incredible submission is from one proud parent!

My darling Jenna,

I still remember the time when you just asked to stop in order to take this snapshot. I told you it was beautiful and I don’t ever want you to stop pursuing your talent–no matter what other people say. I want you to remember that with a click of your finger, you’re able to transport people to different places and alter moods with the images you catch. Whenever I look at this, I feel so weightless–as if I didn’t have a care in the world. I’m so proud of you.

I love you to pieces, my sunburst.



I know we don’t always see eye to eye but I hope that one day–maybe off in the future, after you’ve spent enough time away from me and home–that you’ll understand all that I’ve ever done is for you.

You’re as adventurous as your father and as stubborn as I am. We’ll just have to trust that we’ve done our job right. I shall miss you, my darling Lori.


Summer in April

I miss being in a place where as soon as March and April hit, you KNOW you’re in the throes of summer. I suppose I’m just not cut out for a country with four seasons.

I miss being greeted by fields upon fields of sunflowers. I’m so happy I saved this photo. It will always remind me of home.




Do you remember that novel we shared when we were in high school? It was about cowboys and how there was that description of a Forget Me Not that really got your interest?

I finally found it, Val. It was hard getting it to grow but I did promise you, didn’t I? I miss you, Val. Say hi to my mom up there for me.

All my love,

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