By Hazel Holland
I painted this impressionistic watercolor of bluebells to recapture the good memories I have from my childhood of picking bluebells in the Springtime. I usually didn't keep to the pathways that ran through the woods, but would run and skip through the blue carpet of flowers, enjoying the sweet fragrance of the delicate blossoms.
Bluebells always seemed to beckon me to pick them. I couldn't resist the charm of their dancing bell-shaped faces. So I would gather as big a bouquet as my hands could hold. I'll do the same again now if I ever get the chance. After all it's not every day that beautiful wild flowers like this roll out the blue carpet for you.
You know... I believe God had you and me in mind when He created such beauty. No one may ever roll out the red carpet for us, but God planned that bluebells would carpet the woods in the springtime. What pleasure this must bring to His heart when we praise Him and acknowledge Him as our loving Creator. ♥
You know... I believe God had you and me in mind when He created such beauty. No one may ever roll out the red carpet for us, but God planned that bluebells would carpet the woods in the springtime. What pleasure this must bring to His heart when we praise Him and acknowledge Him as our loving Creator. ♥