Flower

Dogwood trees tell the story of Christ’s Crucifixion

The dogwood tree is one of my favorite trees. It is one of the first trees to bloom in the spring, it has a graceful form and delicate white or pink flowers, and it comes with its own legend.

Growing up in West Virginia the dogwood and the redbud trees were always the first trees to awaken and herald the advent of spring. It was a welcome site to see bright patches of pink and white splashed against the barren hills. It is said that the flower of the dogwood tells the story of the crucifixion with the nail holes visible on the ends of the petals stained with blood. The flower itself forms the shape of the cross and the crown of thorns wreath the center of the flower. One cannot look at the dogwood tree and not be reminded of the great sacrifice of our Lord.

The Legend of the Dogwood Tree

In Jesus’ time, the dogwood grew
To a stately size and a lovely hue.
‘Twas strong and firm, its branches interwoven. For the cross of Christ its timbers were chosen.
Seeing the distress at this use of their wood
Christ made a promise which still holds good:
“Never again shall the dogwood grow
Large enough to be used so.
Slender and twisted, it shall be
With blossoms like the cross for all to see.
As blood stains the petals marked in brown,
The blossom’s center wears a thorny crown.
All who see it will remember Me
Crucified on a cross from the dogwood tree.
Cherished and protected, this tree shall be
A reminder to all of My agony.”

Have a Blessed Easter

APRIL SHOWERS BRING MAY FLOWERS

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If the old saying “April showers bring May flowers” is true, then we should have an abundance of flowers for the month of May. That is, if it ever stops raining long enough for the sun to encourage the flowers to break away from their buds.

Bright red and yellow tulips are in bloom atop a blanket of phlox in brilliant shades of pink. The fruit trees provide a backdrop of soft pinks and whites floating above a sea of emerald green grass. The ducks and geese at the pond have completed their spring mating dance and the males gather daily in their version of the waiting room while the females are hidden behind trees and shrubs waiting for the young ducklings to hatch. Tree branches are transformed into nurseries as the eggs, carefully laid in the nests, begin to hatch. A bird even made a nest in a wreath on my door. The species is yet unknown as the mother flies away too quickly for me to catch a glimpse of her when the door opens.

Life is once again busy at the pond. I watched a muskrat gather grass and dive into his hole with a bouquet of green gripped firmly in his teeth. A water snake glides upstream during a rain storm to parts unknown and parts I don’t wish to know. The heron stands at attention at the mouth of the pond hoping to be the first to spy a fish tumbling in from the spillway. New fountains greet visitors with wide arms spraying in a circle replacing the tired old fountains. We discovered the muskrat enjoys snacking on the electrical cords.

It is spring and life is renewed. It would be wonderful if the rain stopped long enough for us to enjoy Mother Nature’s spring fresh palette.

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NOTE–to see some breath-taking views of nature please click on the below link. Earl English is a local award winning photographer who makes the rounds of the craft shows in the summer. He creates magic with his camera and computer. If there is a way to improve on Mother Nature, Earl has found it.

http://ehenglishphotos.com/-/ehenglishphotos/default.asp