Common Ground

Rose

We ventured out to a park called “Common Ground” (not that same park where we feed the birds), which happened to have a beautiful garden of flowers.

The absence of humidity made the day just perfect. Here I find myself wishing to be in a colder climate, yet people from parts where Spring is elusive wishes to be exactly where I am…

Lord, help me to be content where you have placed me…

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