A Web of Love

Butterflies on Bee Balm

The garden’s whole purpose, she told me, was to nurture the butterflies.  So many were losing their food supplies and dying out.  So here was bee balm, Echinacea, milk weed and other butterfly delights, just to let them know that they mattered, they some of us cared.

No matter what the problem, someone, somewhere, cares and lifts a hand, plants a seed, takes a step, calls for help, looks for a solution.

Nothing is ever lost.  No one is ever forsaken.  Beyond appearances a web of love supports us all.