At the Farmers’ Market in Little Italy, downtown San Diego, California, USA.
Wish it were all beautiful and abundant and available for all of us, everywhere. Where’s the will? The older I get, the more I understand the simplicity and the wisdom and the frustration of “Where there’s a will, there’s a way.”
Have we lost both our will and our way?
Just look at these colors. I brought some home. Fortunate.
At this time of year especially I think of the abundance. Still praying that each one can feel it to some degree. It can’t be God’s will that some find it and others don’t. It certainly isn’t in the things we possess. But your lovely flowers are sweet reminders of God’s love being expressed even when hatred and evil appear so evident.