Many of the blossoms that brightened up our garden in early summer have already faded. This time of year here there are but a bouquet full of plants still in bloom. Today I’m dreaming of the bright purples that have already grown dim and also of the vibrant yellows that are yet to come. But I am thankful for the beauty that is here now. From afar there is little color, but up close I say praise for each precious plant’s unique contribution to my backyard. As I walk through my garden I daydream about all the possibilities for this special place that God, Mother Nature and I work together to create. Here’s a peak at the magic occurring out my window today.