It’s one of the three trees that I wait for to turn. They are beautiful flowering crab apple trees. Two are pink and the other white. For just a moment in time they are breathtaking. The rest of the summer they are pretty but I never forget those breathtaking, world changing breaths of sweet smell and beautiful blossoms.
There are days when I have to go back and remember those times in life. Right now it’s just not there, but there was a time when it was breathtaking and brilliant. God gives us memories so we’ll have roses in December. I love that saying more because if you know what December is like in Minnesota there isn’t much but brown or white everywhere.
Memories and remembrances are Gods way of reminding us hat he has blessed us. And if he blessed us once he will do it again. I look out my window and I know those trees will burst forth with color. They do every May… and I am waiting and hoping it doesn’t rain and knock off the blooms before we have time to take in their smell and their beauty.
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