Alphabet Laughs- R Is For Roses And Robins And Rides

The other night I was

trying to save what roses

I could -those leftover from

 Lulu's birthday party.

As I was re-cutting the stems

I thought how much like

us those roses are.

There are some that 

are just opening,

with the blush of early life

riding on their brow,

untouched yet by the rain
and storms one finds in

 adulthood.

They are full of promise

and hope of the blooms they

will become.

And, next to it,

a rose in full bloom-

having seen the joys of life

she has come into full bloom.

She is in her full glory...

right here...right now...

unblemished yet by the pain

that aging brings.

Which brings us to those of us

that have lost the blush of youth

 and

have moved quietly into the

next phase of our life.

We are still full of life but a bit

paler, perhaps less vibrant,

but still a thing of beauty.

Are you with me?

We are all beautiful in 

God's eyes-Beautiful creatures

 from birth-

to our last days on Earth...

What is another of God's beautiful

creatures?

Why-Robins, of course.

Here we have a robin that

is nesting right outside our

bathroom window....

Isn't that a beautiful robin?

Well, if you are nodding your head

I know that you aren't really

reading - you are just skimming

again, aren't you?

Caught ya!

THIS IS NOT A ROBIN.

This is a 

Mourning Dove.

Here are her babies.

They are almost ready to 

fly the nest.

Aren't they sweet?

This is the third batch of babies

raised here this year.

It has been a joy to watch
each family grow, spread its wings
and fly away.

Speaking of flying away
I think I need to get off here
and get a few things done.
Ah-yes-
My ride is here....