starting small - day 27: notice the flowers


June 23rd, 2017 - This is the twenty-seventh day of a 40 day blogging challenge: some pictures and words each day. Come back tomorrow to see more posts!  
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Notice how the flowers grow. They do not toil or spin. But I tell you, not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of them. 
Luke 12

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