St Rose And Scripture Picture...

 Checking off to do lists feels so good doesn't it?  

It's that sweet satisfaction like sitting in the porch swing with a big 

glass of ice tea after all the mowing is done.  Just looking at it all  and 

enjoying the moment.  It's soooo good.  

You wanna lap it up and keep it all just like this for as long as

 you possibly can. 

Except for me... my mind dreams of all that space and what I could plant there.  

I really need to wait though and .. let the grass and weeds die under the plastic til Fall.   

My next saint to read about and document is St Rose of Lima.  

I love that she grew flowers and did needlework to sell and help her family and 

also made lace and embroidery to sell to help the poor. 

That she marred her beauty when men began taking notice of her... 

and performed severe penances in secret makes me wish I could ask her questions.   She took a vow of virginity against her parents wishes 

and ended up being a recluse except for going to church.   

When I read she made a little grotto herself for place to pray... 

it inspires me to want to make some kind of grotto in my garden.  

Reading her story... I just wish I could have known her. 

She was so young... just imagine what went on in their household? 

Her parents wanted her to get married.... but she did not. 

She went so far as to cut her hair off and burn her face to deter interest from guys!!    Imagine the horror 

of that!!  ..-- if you were the parent and your child went to that extreme.  

I also read she was a good friend and confidant of St. Martin de Porres. 

I have not looked him up yet but apparently 

they lived in the same city.   I wonder about the  friendship they had?  

My mind goes in all these directions.  Were they about the same age? 

How did people react that they were opposite sex and good friends?  

I know the important thing is that they were steadfast in their faith and love for God but 

I can't help but want to know what life was like?    

Anyways,  I made a little charm of her today.  

using a vintage optical lens because it seemed fitting

to have a cross on the top of it.  

 And a Rose in the bottle.  

 There is something about the light streaming through this window ..

and the botanicals of nature that keeps me photographing it...  

Don't mind the sheets and clothes hanging on the line in the background...

it's just real life.  

Speaking of which I had better go gather eggs and 

find something  for supper.  

I sign off with a scripture picture to share with you.  

This is an  old door against a wall in our bedroom with 

one of the fleur bundles on the shelf. 

Ephesians 3: 16-19 was in my reading today.  

From me to you.  

Until we meet again!

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