The Church has a small garden. It's got some beautiful flowers in it, but since the building is for sale, it has not been tended. Nobody has been taking care of it. It's overgrow with weeds.
Those weeds do not seem to be taking away from the beauty of those flowers though. They shine just as bright.
Some of them are familiar to me. Old friends from my youth. The roses and the bleeding hearts.
They come in all shades, shapes and sizes.
Some of them are new friends. Beautiful and unknown, such as that first photo, and this bush.
Not every new flower is a friend. Some are deceptive and invasive and will choke the friendships you have already cultivated.
Those must be plucked from the fertile Earth. Like a Tansy that will cause you harm if you let it.
It took 676 followers on Steemit before my very first hater came out of the woodwork. Like the Tansy she had painted herself as a friend but spewed poison.
It was shocking and hurtful and personal.
I will not allow that type of behavior to affect me again. In the future such attacks will be met with silence and a flag. Not that my vote carries much weight. 😂😂
I have too many goals and too much going on in life to let someone I've never met put me in a bad mood and slow me down. 💜
Not every new friend is a rose. Sometimes they're a Tansy.
So, on to bigger and better! Inari has picnic day at school today and I'm looking forward to hearing his stories tonight. Every night at dinner we take turns telling the highlights and lowlights of our days. So everyone is heard and issues can be addressed in a safe, loving space.
It's one of my favorite traditions my little family keeps to. Another is Saturday cleaning day but that's a whole other thing. Bahaha!
It's a gorgeous day for the picnic, sunny with a slight breeze. Really, really nice out right now. Get out there and enjoy it!
Sparrow has a birthday coming up this weekend, so I'm getting her some cupcakes to take to school and share with her friends. She's so excited! 💜
Oh! And the Lilacs are in full bloom. My Great-great-Auntie Rose (she lived to be 103!) fostered my love for Lilacs when I was very young. They smell so good I stop a moment every time to admire them!
Anyway, here's the church.
I hope you all have a beautiful and lovely day. Love to you!