QUEEN ANNE'S LACE

QUEEN ANNE'S LACE

Besides Iris, I love Queen Anne's Lace.  Some people say it is a weed. I say it is beautiful anyway.  Yesterday, I had the most amazing trip, down to Goreville, IL.  I took a ride with my cousin Sharon Rae navigating.  We went to Happy Hollow.  Yes, that is a real place, and it is so beautiful.  We drove, down, down, down, around the bluffs and into the Hollow.  Along the roadside and everywhere there was beautiful Queen Anne’s Lace blooming.  In spite of the drought and the fields of dying grass, trees already turning, leaves falling, just the end of June.  Still, Queen Anne’s Lace flourished.  When we finally came to the church, to turn around and retrace our journey, I stopped the van.  Sharon Rae got out and picked me some stems of beautiful Queen Anne’s Lace.  (I think she’s a princess, herself.)  So it might be a weed or it might be a lovely work from the hand of our Lord.  You decide…….

BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU GROW!

A dormant seed in need

Of scorching sun

And drenching rains

Could be

Just

Another

Wild-strown weed.

Copyright - 2012 - Doris Grant Frey