The first bloom is the loveliest

I love my little prayer desk every time of year, but especially in spring.  It is so nice to take a pause in the company of these beauties.

My younger son, on the other hand, seemed to think that my prayer experience was missing something.  I came home from my brief weekend trip to find that my little sanctuary was now an airport.

I’ll admire his aircraft if he’ll admire my roses. Win-win.