I was walking on my back deck between rain showers this morning and stopped to examine my pink dogwood. It's getting ready to bust! Ah, dogwoods. Their beauty?
It's a mystery.
Beautiful goddess of the garden.
Translucent petals full of light.
Delicate. Elegant. Graceful.
They have no fragrance, look pretty dismal in the winter and are prone to breakage. And, don't even think of pruning them. When Joyce Kilmer said, "only God can make a tree," he should have mentioned, "Only God should prune a dogwood."
But, in the spring? Glorious when they bloom.
Oh, yes . . .
I have complete confidence pink dogwoods
line the path to Heaven
~ eternally in bloom.
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