All Flesh are Like Grass


I really wished I have taken this image - but I didn't.  Rose picked up some wildflowers on our backyard this morning.  Tomorrow, these flowers will wither.  That is the way it goes.  Flowers bloom, the wind blows, and at the end of the day the flowers die.  This is true for all flesh.  We are like the wildflowers.  Even so, we are probably more like wild grass.  The timeline is just longer.  In the end, we all are but dust.

Captured with her iPhone 8. Or was it iPhone 10?  Can't remember.  

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