It is Good

My zinnias are having a laugh riot of growth in my front flower bed.  The sun is up and none too soon for the party to begin.  There is a hilarity of color and sweet smiles from the smaller buds just beginning to bloom.  

Yellow blossom sits highest and is most like the sun.  The bees are appreciative because the dandelions in the yard have been mowed down (anyway, the zinnias are like luxury landing pads in comparison).  

The birds are singing a melody and the bees are buzzing a drone underneath.  I am simply the observer, like God above seeing his creation and saying “It is good”.

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