tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291232.post3061613846311921083..comments2024-03-24T05:54:23.612-05:00Comments on Weedon's Blog: Backyard PicsWilliam Weedonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01383850332591975790noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291232.post-9154251411556639332008-05-30T11:17:00.000-05:002008-05-30T11:17:00.000-05:00Thanks, Mimi. I keep thinking of the Akathist of ...Thanks, Mimi. I keep thinking of the Akathist of thanksgiving this time of year: <BR/><BR/>Every flower is fragrant through the power of the Holy Spirit, in a delicate flow of aroma and tenderness of color; the beauty of the Great contained in what is small. Praise and honor to God who gives life, Who spreads forth the meadows like a flowering carpet, Who crowns the fields with golden ears of wheat and azure basilisks, and the soul with the joy of contemplation.William Weedonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01383850332591975790noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291232.post-28259391646173404332008-05-30T11:02:00.000-05:002008-05-30T11:02:00.000-05:00It looks beautiful!It looks beautiful!Mimihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02645484704486562810noreply@blogger.com