Flowers appear on the earth;
the season of singing has come,
the cooing of doves
is heard in our land.
The fig tree forms its early fruit;
the blossoming vines spread their fragrance.
Arise, come, my darling;
my beautiful one, come with me.
Songs of Solomon 2:12-13
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Flowers make my heart sing. Have a blessed weekend!
ReplyDeleteAs I hear the Mourning doves cooing around our home each morning, I feel peaceful with them near. God's creation sings to each and all when only we open our ears and eyes and hearts. Glad I came by. Caring through Christ, ~ linda
ReplyDeleteSweet words of inspiration and encouragement. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteThe season of singing! Love that image!
ReplyDeleteOur season of blessings is here!
ReplyDeleteDear Beth
ReplyDeleteOh, what joy when we experience those first blooms of the love of Jesus in our hearts! That truly brings songs of praises to our hearts!
Blessings and love
Mia
Beth,
ReplyDeleteLoved the scripture and pictures of your week! They help me get to know you better and see where your treasure lies. You obviously love your family very much - they are blessed! Have a wonderful Sunday and a great week ahead!
Love and ((hugs)),
Bev
Come away.... YES! :)
ReplyDeleteHi Beth! So happy to meet you through Weekend brew. I love your quote, because flowers just make me smile. The older I get, the more I appreciate the miracle of all the different kinds. It does make me want to sing!
ReplyDeleteThank you for visiting my blog too:)
Peace in Christ,
Ceil
lovely, lovely this sabbath morn, dear Beth ...
ReplyDeleteLinda
One of my favorites verses, Beth. So nice to "meet" you...thanks for stopping by Pollywog Creek. Blessings, Patricia
ReplyDeleteSummer is such a wonderful season full of low hanging fruit we can't eat fast enough isn't it? Lovely photo Beth.
ReplyDeleteWell, you already know how much I love this! Blessings!
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