Morning Glorious

Every spring I plant a few morning glory vines around the tall garden fence.

And by the time summer comes to a close,

the garden is surrounded by glorious purple trumpets.

From year to year, these cheerful blossoms re-seed themselves and multiply.

In multiplying, they are reborn in different colors...

and patterns...

Morning glories make every morning glorious,

but by mid afternoon, they close themselves up tightly...

avoiding the scorching heat...

waiting to once again show themselves in the soft morning sunlight of a new day.

Even a misty, moist morning is glorious 

when viewed from the magical flower-lined space that is our garden.

I've learned to appreciate each day without judgement...

not labeling any weather as "bad", but rather just as "what is".

With the realization that any given day can be one's last...

why label it with a negative connotation.

Each and every day is perfect in its own way.

I don't know about you....but if any given day were to be my last...

I would want it to be perfect!

Have a glorious weekend.

We will be spending ours with family...

squeezing the last bit of summer fun out of the holiday...

picnicking, playing, and enjoying the perfection of the day.

Happy Labor Day to you and yours...

from all of us at Bee Haven Acres!