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Flowers of the Field

... that do not labor or spin.


Krasnoyarsk, July 27th 2014

When I was a kid, I often heard:
“And why do you worry about clothes? See how the flowers of the field grow. They do not labor or spin."
Then I wondered: "Flowers of the field?"

"That means wild flowers." I was told.

"What are wild flowers?" I asked again.

"Flowers that no one has planted."

I couldn't help wondering how beautiful wild flowers could be, that they were compared with King Salomo such as:
"not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these."

The wild flowers I knew didn't even look half close to any of King Salomo's picture in my story book. Errr... I thought, my dresses look much better than wild flowers.

Years... years... and years later, when I started this summer vacation from Northwest China, my eyes saw for myself, how true. The further North I went, all the way into Russia... let me show you how true.

These are the pink flowers I told you I saw many along the railroad on my way from Novosibirsk to Krasnoyarsk. They can grow taller than I am. Seen from the train window seat, they form pink patches big and small between yellow 'ponds'. The ponds are actually flowers, too, but shorter.

It was hard to believe that no one had planted these. I asked Anatoliy, and he confirmed they are wild.

If you take a close look on these, on top of each of the green 'tubes' there are four petals. Delicate.

These ones I didn't find many. But because of that, they made nice accent.

Now, these ones are the tiniest of all. One of my favorites, though. Yes, blue. You know me.

Somebody requires a pose. Okay. Click.

Well, there's another buddy here. Okay. Click. However, pay attention to the flower petals. I bet you can picture in mind how delicate their white petals are compared to the size of the fly. You know what, in groups, their branches form a giant plant that almost can reach the roof. Their branches spread wider than an arms-stretch.

I have a nickname for these flowers: "snowflakes". When standing a distance from them, under the shining sun, the white petals look like fresh snow that has just fallen.

Let me show you another shot taken from a further distance. Am I right?

There's a similar type with different petals.

This is another delicate one. Look at the dotted circle in the middle!

This can make a nice hairpin...

If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you—you of little faith? So do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them.
Source: Matthew 6:28-32

Posted by automidori 03:16 Archived in Russia Tagged russia krasnoyarsk wild_flowers

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