You can barely see this poor sun. But I think it’s happy to be shaded from the relentless sun there among the flowers and vines.
We have been blessed with a cool day. Amazing for this region in August. Seems like fall.
I walked out toward the fence and the most intoxicating perfume floated in the air. It was this. This gorgeous passion vine flower.
Oh my. I just stood there and took it in. The cool air caressing my face and the fence filled with passion vine flowers and morning glories. What a sight to see.
Just look at them putting on a show. And it isn’t even sunny outside. It is a sight to behold when you have curling twirling vines of purple and white.
It makes one happy just to be alive. To be able to stand out there in the silence, with just the birds chirping, and inhale that enticing aroma. To be able to gaze at the magnificence of Mother Nature at her most glorious hour.
The simple things. The turning of seasons. The golden leaves that carpet the ground. The burgeoning buds of springtime. All the things I love to behold.
If it’s not too hot in your neck of the woods, get outside and partake of the magic all around you.
More passion flowers are getting ready to open. They are one of the most intricately shaped flowers I’ve ever had the pleasure of seeing.
Never forget that life is about the little things. The little every day things. That morning cup of coffee, rocking on the porch, sitting outside with your face turned up to greet the sun.
Mother Nature is the most talented of painters. And the sky and the ground and everything in between is her palette.
And it doesn’t cost a thing.