The weather these days is wacky. Today, it was gorgeous blue skies, then while the sun was shining, it started to hail. Made no sense. I'm amazed these flowers have lasted this long through torrential down pours, 50 mph gusty winds, hail, near freezing temps, pedestrians... Ok, so they don't escape the harms of drunks or bums or even two girls who walked up my sidewalk (and yes, I watched the whole thing as my small group was just ending and we were outside talking)and plucked a few beauties to take home. I..... followed them home. (the girls and the daffs). Yes, it's 11pm, but what were they doing stealing my flowers? Most of you probably don't get it, but the few gardeners out there... you'll sympathize. Anyway, I asked them not to pick any more in the future so that everyone can enjoy them and that Trader Joes sells them for like $2 a bunch. Forgetting that they even had the flowers in their hands, they replied, "What?! We didn't pick anything. We..." then they realized, "...uh... a friend gave us these..." (Stupid girls). "I watched you pick them..." Kinda trying to be nice, "Please do not pick anymore. Good night."
Then I think of Matthew 6:28 "And why do you worry about clothes? See how the lilies of the field grow. They do not labor or spin..." Truth be known... I am a little more worried lately.
