I have absolutely no idea what this is. It’s a weed that grows on the verge between the sidewalk and the road. But the tiny delicate flowers caught my eye.
Hundreds of flowers on a single stalk. The creativity of God is incomprehensible. I love the spring bulb flowers. I love that in this climate, there is such variety as there was in the desert too. God concerns himself with such beauty. I am thankful that I am able to soak it in.
Small verge weeds with such delicate heads again. Even the weeds show the genius of God.
We spent the mid-day on a boat on the Rhine River. Living in Europe and with a love a history, the age of every castle and palace and wall is sometimes overwhelming. The Middle Ages were a real thing, not just something from history textbooks. I love every view of European Architecture.
Little dancers waiting for their stage entrance.
These plants will be dead shortly. I do not do well with indoor plants. I’m so glad it was easier keeping small humans alive rather than organisms with chlorophyll. I am hoping that these will stay alive for longer than a month.
The Red House on the Corner 
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