 "The grass withers and the flowers fall but the word of our God stands forever."
 "The grass withers and the flowers fall but the word of our God stands forever."Isaiah 40:8
I found this tiny patch of clover this morning. The thermometer read 33 degrees and frost had blanketed the rooftops but amazingly there was no frost on these little blossoms. When I was a little girl these were my favorite flowers. I spent hours making flower chains. I guess that little girl still lingers within my heart because my fingers were itching to make a clover chain. However, reason took over and I knitted instead!
 

 
 

 
 
 
 
 
  
  
 
 

 

 
 
 
 
 
 


 




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