Under the green hedges, after the snow,
There do the dear little violets grow;
Hiding their modest and beautiful heads
Under the hawthorn in soft mossy beds.
Sweet as the roses and blue as the sky
Down there do the dear little violets lie;
Hiding their heads where they scarce may be seen,
By the leaves you may know where the violet hath been.
~John Moultrie
But with you (Lord) there is forgiveness, so that we can, with reverence, serve you. Psalm 130:4 ✝
Thank you, Jesus, that you save, you heal, you restore, and you reveal Your Father’s heart to us!
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sweet words, sweet scent, sweet images–thank you
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Thank missy. I love the little violets and now more and more are showing up each day. Hugs, Natalie 🙂
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Forgiveness is a wonderful thing, but sometimes hard to dispense. So much to learn in life and that is a good lesson.
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Boy, isn’t that the truth. Forgiveness is a very hard thing to learn. Blessings, Natalie 🙂
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Violets are so beautiful. Wonderful picture.
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Yes, they are and I love this time of year and the fall when they are blooming all around my yard. 🙂
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Natalie, this is another lovely post. Mark Twain was wise to choose violets for the fragrance of forgiveness; they smell so heavenly. Only last year did I actually learn of the perfume they offer when my teen daughter had picked a bouquet from our garden. They sweetened up the entire dining room. (There is a bouquet on the table today.)
Blessings ~ Wendy ❀
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Thanks, Wendy. Yes violet are very lovely indeed. Hugs, Natalie 🙂
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That quote by Mark Twain is one of my favorites. I like the poem and the photos, too. One of my favorite authors made a quote about violets. I thought I might share it with you:
“Oh, Marilla, it’s a perfectly elegant brooch. I don’t know how you can pay attention to the sermon or the prayers when you have it on. I couldn’t, I know. I think amethysts are just sweet. They are what I used to think diamonds were like. Long ago, before I had ever seen a diamond, I read about them and I tried to imagine what they would be like. I thought they would be lovely glimmering purple stones. When I saw a real diamond in a lady’s ring one day I was so disappointed I cried. Of course, it was very lovely but it wasn’t my idea of a diamond. Will you let me hold the brooch for one minute, Marilla? Do you think amethysts can be the souls of good violets?” L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables
You have such a lovely blog. I am looking forward to visiting here again.
Blessings,
Theresa
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Gosh it’s been so long since I read ANNE OF GREEN GABLES I’d forgotten those lines. I love her question at the end. Thank you for visiting my blog. I’m glad you enjoyed my post and do hope you will come again. I’m looking forward to paying a visit your blog tomorrow. Blessings, Natalie 🙂
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How poetical, Natalie. I’m glad to see you back and hope you’re feeling better. 🙂
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Thank you, Annette! Blessings, Natalie 🙂
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Beautiful words Natalie! Love the violets! 🙂
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Thanks, Michael. I’m glad you enjoyed it. Blessings, Natalie 🙂
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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