Summer has gotten hot and dry, and the grass is panting for water just like all the other growing things. Still, even in its current desiccated state, the patterns of grass are kind of interesting, if you look closely. But then, I may just have been influenced by something I read today. It’s a paean of praise to all created things, and I thought the point was made so aptly that I could get away with illustrating it with very ordinary shots from my very ordinary garden.

“What is there that cannot be done by the Creator of everything and everybody, Who has bountifully endued all with all skill, all capabilities and powers?

“If the soulless grass, ‘which today is, and tomorrow is cast into the oven,’ is formed by His word into such delicate and beautiful shapes …

“If every substance we see is obedient to His word, and changes into incommensurably endless variety at His sign …

“… Who then, seeing all this, will require greater pledges of His omnipotence?

“Wonderful are Thy works, O Lord, at each step and at every moment of life!”

– St. John of Kronstadt, “My Life in Christ”