A masterpiece every night

Since moving to the farm, it has become a nightly ritual….time to stop what you are doing to watch the creation happen right before your eyes.

After a long day of working at our “real jobs’, Kevin and I truly do not mind heading out to the field to work in the flower field because of this…

Most evenings, once the colors begin to form, we just stand there in awe.

It never gets old…how could it?

Hot pinks, yellows, oranges, blues, and purples..a variety of colors nightly.

We are so blessed and one of these days, I will write a blog post explaining how this place came to us. Our hearts sought it out and before we even knew what was happening, we were country folks standing with our mouths dropped open every night watching the beauty unfold.