a little practice

155/366 - the first of the peonies

I only got one chore done this weekend before I landed on the couch with the cough medicine and the box of tissue: hasty bouquets for everywhere my eye lands.  Reminders that even when I don't feel it, God's got something fresh and lovely going on in the world. 

(It's just one simple way to practice hope, my friends.  It all adds up.)