This orchid is called – The Pentecost Orchid
Does anyone reading this know the origins of this orchid? I found the picture today in my Flowers File. What I was believing I was to share vanished as I looked at it. The following words came to mind. These are written on a desk calendar somewhere in my records.
On this Sunday let’s all stop for a moment and simply marvel at the beauty and wonder of the world around us. No matter what the weather or our circumstances let’s stop, look and listen. Be inspired! Be Blessed.
The more I actually look and study nature the more I am amazed at the Creator. Louis Pasteur
Peace! Blessings! and Hope! across the airwaves to ALL.
I m a wife, mother and grandmother. I have always enjoyed writing even from an early age. My book Beyond the Ashes has been written as a labour of love. All the characters are real to me and their story needed to be told. As a Christian my desire is to write General Fiction stories about real people but Hope and a desire for 'better' will always be part of the journey. I have had several short stories published over the years and moderate success in writing competitions.
I realized as I was thinking today (30/01/15) that perhaps I should add here that I have had life experiences of many valley times but also many mountain top experiences. I can understand and be beside anyone who finds their life in tatters because I have 'been' there. Of course as I have got older as well there have been the added sorrows of losing not only older family members but also one by one finding the dearest of friends and the ones of greatest support and care also dying. On the site of rich mountains has been my certainty of the value of marriage and how grateful I am that after loss and sadness I made a happy and long-lasting marriage commitment. The one who was my best friend back then is still my best friend 45 years later. Beyond the Ashes touches upon the POWER of LOVE when folk can forget about their own personal 'feelings' and reach out in LOVE to a desperate and broken person.
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What a lovely flower! Seems so symbolic. Thanks for sharing