What could possible be better that one lip?  Tulips.

We have a friend named Cindy.  We give her gifts.  When we do, we say they are Forsythia. 

A Blackbird lies all the time.  What is that bird doing?  Crocus.

Here is the deal… you see.    I don’t know Jack in the Pulpit, when it comes to flowers and plants and trees and such.

I have this very same conversation every year about this time, with some of my closest friends.

I am not sure if I would know a Daffodil from a Tulip.  Or a Cherry Tree from a Crab Apple, for that matter.

But.  I do know this much.  Each one of those flowers, or plants, or little lives… hold an incredible, individual and uniquely implicit beauty.  Each one has their own little mystery built right in.  Every one, in their own right, is a living miracle.

Most people like to look at those flowers from their front sides.

But every now and again, I think we should walk behind, and take a good look at their beauty from the other side.  The side we don’t often see.

“A thing of beauty is a joy forever; its loveliness increases; it will never pass into nothingness” – John Keats