Rain For My Flowers

I awoke at 6 a.m. to horrific thunder and sharp, bright lightning. Then the rain came and I could hear the plants sighing with relief. Not my flowers, for I keep them water. But, farmers corn crops around here are pitiful. The long blades of the corn stalk are curling from the heat. So, I lay in my bed listening to the onslaught of rain hitting the house and knew that it was God's way to telling us He is in charge.

A couple of days ago I walked around my yard, snapping a few pictures as I went. The Stella deOra lilies are just strutting. Son Michael planted those for me.

I love the color combination in the corner pots on the patio.

I set my Christmas cactus outside. It was pretty rootbound so GS Chris repotted it for me.  Now I am expecting some growth out of it. And some gorgeous blooms near Christmas.

With the new kitchen windows that were put in last August I have a large view of my side yard and patio. Just outside the windows I have planted (well, actually it was DD Marie who planted them) brightly colored petunias. I can enjoy them from outside....

and from the inside while I cook in my kitchen.