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My blogging friend, Judy, is a Master Gardener and quilter. Her blog is fun and interesting. Here is her link for those interested in beautiful gardens and quilting projects. She also talks books.

http://newenglandgardenandthread.wordpress.com

Her post today has both garden flowers and quilting projects she has done, and it inspired me to share flowers from my garden currently in bloom. I am walking in the wild side though because I am not a master gardener, though I do love my flowers.

*I love the silver leaves of this yellow yarrow.*

*This sweet, little heart leaf foam flower is nearly finished blooming.*

*Gentle, delicate heuchera (coral bells).*

*I let it roam over my oak leaf hydrangeas.*

*A perfect day for hanging out laundry!*

*A surprise greeting from Max from under the huge hosta leaves*.

I also keep a vegetable garden. How about you? Flower gardens, or vegetable gardens, or both? I have always said flowers are for the soul, vegetables for the body.

Thank you for the inspiration, Judy.

Did you know this? Gardeners spend all day in their beds!

Happy gardening.

Did you know all frosts are not the same? I was well into my thirties when I heard my twinsters father-in-law talk of a beautiful hoar frost once back in the cold West Virginia mountains.

It did look rather different once I paid real attention. Since then I have paid more attention to frosty mornings both here in the East and out West. There are visual differences, though I am not able to describe the science behind them. If a reader can, kindly educate me in the comments.

The word ‘hoar’, or ‘hoarfrost’ is an old English word that describe the feathery white appearance of the formation of this type of frost. Much like the feathery white beards on old men. This is the visual difference between this frost and those I am most familiar.

From the information I think I understand, the hoarfrost is formed when cold air comes in contact with already below freezing objects, such as pine needles, and feathery crystals are formed. It seems foggy weather produces a hoarfrost.

So, while I do not know the way it comes about I do know it is pretty. And I know the One who does know all about it: He gives snow like wool; He scatters the hoarfrost like ashes. Ps 147:16 NKJ