Down the street from us there is a little old couple with a big yard. For as long as anyone on our block can remember, they have grown dahlias and sold them in a roadside stand. I love seeing their yard throughout the year -- fresh green shoots in the early spring, beginnings of blooms in May and June, and brilliantly colored flowers through summer and fall.
But this day comes each year, after the leaves turn and before the first frost, when I drive by the house and it is over. No warning. I wanted a big sign in the yard last week -- "Attention: These flowers will be unceremoniously lopped off and piled along the driveway on October 24. Please say your goodbyes accordingly." But fall must come, and it does not ask permission.
For you have been born again, not of perishable seed, but of imperishable, through the living and enduring word of God. For,
"All men are like grass,
and all their glory is like the flowers of the field;
the grass withers and the flowers fall,
but the word of the Lord stands forever."
And this is the word that was preached to you. (1 Peter 1:23-25)
2 comments:
I love Dahlias. Mine bloomed like crazy this year and were still blooming when we had an early snow - the leaves all turned completely black, but I had three yellow and white ones that kept blooming! I just cut them all down on Sunday, but I'm not sure if the bulbs will survive because of the frost. I guess the only positive is that because your neighbors cut theirs down early they'll be able to get beautiful flowers again from the bulbs next year!
I was so sad to go to the Dahlia stand this week and realize they were done for the season. What flowers will I put on my table now?
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