Nature Calling

“I love to think of nature as an unlimited broadcasting station, through which God speaks to us every hour, if we will only tune in.”  ~George Washington Carver


I knew I smelled honeysuckle when I was out walking the other morning.  I stopped in my tracks and looked around to find it.  That yummy deliciousness filled my head and immediately carried me back to my childhood.  It immediately relaxed me and made me smile.   

It’s a smell, all floral and sweet, that reminds me of summer and fun and no responsibilities.  Of long days spent playing and then seeing the lightening bugs start to light up at dusk.  I remember pulling the blooms off the vine and pinching the bottoms to pull out the center of the flower to get a taste of the nectar.  I always thought that the yellow ones tasted sweeter than the white ones. 

Yes, I realize it’s a wild growing vine that people probably consider a weed, and it’s also probably considered a nuisance to many folks.  Just one more thing in your life that you are going to have to deal with.  It got me thinking. 

What if we overlook the things, or people, in our lives that, on first glance, seem to be a nuisance or a weed we need to be rid of?  We might just be discounting some of the most beautiful things in our lives.

Look closer. 

Stop and smell the honeysuckle.


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3 responses to “Nature Calling

  1. Jim

    Nice picture.  I like the DOF in it.

  2. Toni

    What kind of a person DOESN\’T love honeysuckle?

  3. Lena

    awwwwwwwww, loved me some honeysuckle as a chubby lil girl.  If I overlooked the person who at first glance seemed to be a nuisance, Joshua would not exist.  Amen to not discounting those beautiful things 😉

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