lilies of the field

trillium

Wildflower season has started. Bloodroot is appearing in the usual places. Yesterday I saw trillium growing under a fallen tree suspended about 6 inches over the forest floor. How it got there I'll never know. There are much blossoming that is occurring now, some cultivated, some not. The wildflowers will always hold a special place in my heart. No one is taking care of them, watering, weeding or fertilizing them. Even so they are perfect, whole and complete, lacking nothing. 1,000 gardeners tending to them every day and in every way could not make them more beautiful.

Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow; they toil not, neither do they spin: yet I say unto you, that even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these.
Matthew 6:28-29