Roses and orchids

Good afternoon. Hope you all have had a lovely day today. I went out early to weedwack and do some weeding and trimming. Boy, once that sun reaches a certain point in the sky it starts being miserable. It was a hot, humid time in the gardens. I checked the weather and it was 89 but felt like it was 102, no wonder I was feeling dragged out. I just left some trimmings to be raked up tomorrow morning as I had had enough.

I did get out and took some pictures. I will have a couple of posts of them. This one is of Prosperity roses and Vanda orchids with hamelia patens or firebush in everyday humble garden language. :-)

Have a nice evening and a great day tomorrow.

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Musings from FL zone 10

Trust

Trust in the LORD with all thine heart;
and lean not unto thine own understanding.
Proverbs 3:5

Blessed be

Blessed be the Lord,

who daily loadeth us with benefits,

even the God of our salvation.

Psalms 68:19

Noble Art

Besides the noble art of getting things done,
there is the noble art of leaving things undone.
The wisdom of life consists in the
elimination of non-essentials.
Lin Yutang

Precious Privilege

"When you arise in the morning,
think of what a precious privilege it is to be alive -
to breathe, to think, to enjoy, to love."

Marcus Aurelius

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Experiencing Peace and Joy

"Experiencing the beauty and peace of God in nature is not a substitute for direct interaction with the regenerative powers of the Creator, but . . . the mending and binding so necessary to heal our stress-filled lives may flow through creation. For the spiritually oppressed or the socially injured, a pleasing or quiet natural environment can help provide spiritual release. Resting by a clear, free-running river or sitting on a sunny slope in blooming desert grassland can bring peace and joy into very clouded souls."

Susan Power Bratton ~ From the book ~ Sacred Pathways by Gary Thomas

Colour

Colour is a lovely thing.
Given to soothe our sight,
Blue for sky, green for grass,
And brown for roads where wee folks pass;
Golden sun that shine o'er head,
Silver for moon, for sunset red,
Soft cool black for night!

Author Unknown Taken from the Book of 1000 Poems