I do not know if the flowers above were done by machine or hand-sewn. The framed piece on the wall was the only thing i found beautiful in the room billeted to us by our client. I am grateful to realize i am noticing some good thing amidst ho-hum surroundings. Flowers never fail. Even if they are not real.
I marvel at how we, mere mortals, try to duplicate what God, the Creator of all creators, has done. We try as best we can to copy the shapes and hues of nature in the effort to preserve something forever... tributes to the great artistry of the Immortal Hand.
