I have some blackberry beads in the glass jars. The Aloe on the left is only a year old. The plant in the middle is a string of hearts plant. And you can see part of a Crows Feet plant in the far right corner.
My Mom had the same plant on the window sill when I was growing up that you call a string of hearts. My momma used to call hers a rosary plant. I have tried to find one for myself and have had no luck. Amy
I love beauty, whether it is in nature, literature or art. And I love music... My day feels incomplete if I haven't had a chance to listen to some good music..
I also love beautiful souls, and kind hearts.
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“To love means loving the unlovable. To forgive means pardoning the unpardonable. Faith means believing the unbelievable. Hope means hoping when everything seems hopeless.” —G.K. Chesterton (1874-1936); writer, critic
Though I am surrounded by troubles, my God will preserve me against the anger of my enemies. He will clench His fist against my angry enemies! His Power will save me. The Lord will work out His plans for my life- for His faithful love endures forever.
2 comments:
I love this little view of your world - my windowsills are always overflowing with yummies too
xox - eb.
My Mom had the same plant on the window sill when I was growing up that you call a string of hearts. My momma used to call hers a rosary plant. I have tried to find one for myself and have had no luck.
Amy
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